<?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-4178553090749691988</id><updated>2011-07-07T15:25:52.694-07:00</updated><category term='gifts'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='dream'/><category term='children'/><category term='being'/><category term='bucket list'/><category term='gratitude'/><category term='fear'/><category term='recieving'/><category term='books'/><category term='nvc'/><category term='death'/><title type='text'>Wide Open Heart</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wideopenheart.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4178553090749691988/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wideopenheart.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05625947246353757460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msWdn0lglIA/ScvuTNilePI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dN9RwVQzvGI/S220/lotus_etched_white.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4178553090749691988.post-8576316864723403317</id><published>2010-07-14T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T13:43:01.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Plan B</title><content type='html'>I just wish we could catch a break. We were all excited about moving into a less expensive place and FINALLY start saving money and catching up on bills. Turns out that prospect fell through. Ugh! A new brainstorming session has to happen soon. Schedule splitting? Childcare share? Work swap? I don't know. I will just keep looking for a smaller place to move to in the meantime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4178553090749691988-8576316864723403317?l=wideopenheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wideopenheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8576316864723403317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wideopenheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/plan-b.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4178553090749691988/posts/default/8576316864723403317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4178553090749691988/posts/default/8576316864723403317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wideopenheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/plan-b.html' title='Plan B'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05625947246353757460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msWdn0lglIA/ScvuTNilePI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dN9RwVQzvGI/S220/lotus_etched_white.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4178553090749691988.post-7639414828879843071</id><published>2010-07-13T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T10:29:35.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#25 P90X: First Week Accomplished!</title><content type='html'>Well, I have completed the first week of P90X. Hell Ya! It feels good to be sore. I have been super viligant on the diet part and have lost 2 pounds. The biggest surprise was how HARD the yoga was. I can't believe that! Kevin and I are having a great time supporting each other through this. Onto week two...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4178553090749691988-7639414828879843071?l=wideopenheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wideopenheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7639414828879843071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wideopenheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/25-p90x-first-week-accomplished.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4178553090749691988/posts/default/7639414828879843071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4178553090749691988/posts/default/7639414828879843071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wideopenheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/25-p90x-first-week-accomplished.html' title='#25 P90X: First Week Accomplished!'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05625947246353757460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msWdn0lglIA/ScvuTNilePI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dN9RwVQzvGI/S220/lotus_etched_white.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4178553090749691988.post-4697436045058121034</id><published>2010-06-30T11:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T11:20:03.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#25 Go through the P90X series (First Post)</title><content type='html'>Next Tuesday is the big day...the day I start to tackle #25 on my list. I have done all the before measurements. I still need to do the before photos and the pre-test. I am not sure if I want to post them here. Maybe I will with the after photos. I don't know. The best part of this is that Kevin will be right by my side the whole time. I am excited!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4178553090749691988-4697436045058121034?l=wideopenheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wideopenheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4697436045058121034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wideopenheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/25-go-through-p90x-series-first-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4178553090749691988/posts/default/4697436045058121034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4178553090749691988/posts/default/4697436045058121034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wideopenheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/25-go-through-p90x-series-first-post.html' title='#25 Go through the P90X series (First Post)'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05625947246353757460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msWdn0lglIA/ScvuTNilePI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dN9RwVQzvGI/S220/lotus_etched_white.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4178553090749691988.post-6717933458579580370</id><published>2010-06-24T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T14:26:40.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Debt Diet and Family Budgeting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I have been working on developing a No-Fail way of handling our finances. It seems like no matter how we "intend" on managing our money, we always end up broke with no savings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kevin and I have decided to take drastic measures in order to put ourselves and our kids in a better position financially. We considered moving into an RV temporarily to alleviate the housing aspect of our spending. This became impossible since we were turned down for a loan to finance the RV. So I am just going to put it all out here in hopes that it helps us remember where we started.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am an impulsive person. I often do things without giving myself time to consider if there is a better option. I like to spend money. There I admit it. I don't &lt;em&gt;want &lt;/em&gt;to like it, but I do. So, I need to set myself up so that I cannot fail. Here is how I intend on doing that:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I must never have checks available for me to write. Checks are to abstract. I need to &lt;em&gt;see&lt;/em&gt; the $20 bill disappear to feel the pain.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have to stay away from Target and the mall. The green-eyed monster LOVES the mall and Target. Enough said.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I will create a 30-day list. This means that anything I want to buy that is not neccessary, I write it down and the date. If 30 days later I still feel that I need it, then I will buy it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I will greatly reduce the amount of food we eat that is not made by me at home. We have already done this to some degree, but just not enough.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;No more incurring new debt. Period.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kevin and I have decided to move into a much smaller place (2 bedroom 1 bath) in order to create some mergency fund and pay off debt. We have been selling off most of our big furniture in order to make that happen. It feels good to purge. "Stuff" has been weighing me down. I spend waaaayyyy too much time sorting, cleaning, picking up, moving around, and basically feeling like I am &lt;em&gt;under&lt;/em&gt; all that weight of Stuff. Minimalism is now how I intend on existing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So here is the plan:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486451938739222706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msWdn0lglIA/TCPK-EXN-LI/AAAAAAAAAC8/yNKznwjPF6Q/s320/Budget.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So our income is about $6300 a month. With this chart we end up allocating almost $1800 to Childcare, $1100 on Living Expenses, $1000 to Savings, $850 on Transportation, $725 on Housing, $600 on Debt, and $220 on Extra Expenses.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We looked for a way to reduce the outflow of money: No cable, No big travel, minimal gift giving, ect. We can't reduce the Childcare Expense: we have three kids that need to be taken care of while we work. I still make more than double the expense so staying at home is not an option. We still all need to eat and have a home with water and electricity. We still need cars to go to and from work, and take the kids to school. The only real option was to reduce our Housing. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So here we go. I hope we get the place we are trying to move to. We are continuing to reduce our clutter and big furniture, get rid of things we don't love and don't use. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wish us luck as we discover new adventures in simplicty and frugal living.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4178553090749691988-6717933458579580370?l=wideopenheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wideopenheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6717933458579580370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wideopenheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/debt-diet-and-family-budgeting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4178553090749691988/posts/default/6717933458579580370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4178553090749691988/posts/default/6717933458579580370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wideopenheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/debt-diet-and-family-budgeting.html' title='Debt Diet and Family Budgeting'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05625947246353757460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msWdn0lglIA/ScvuTNilePI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dN9RwVQzvGI/S220/lotus_etched_white.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msWdn0lglIA/TCPK-EXN-LI/AAAAAAAAAC8/yNKznwjPF6Q/s72-c/Budget.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4178553090749691988.post-1949302795421601431</id><published>2010-06-14T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T13:29:58.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When a Titan Tumbles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msWdn0lglIA/TBaOQuTuzOI/AAAAAAAAACM/oyy9KRIYRFw/s1600/grace+sad+face.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482726014329998562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msWdn0lglIA/TBaOQuTuzOI/AAAAAAAAACM/oyy9KRIYRFw/s320/grace+sad+face.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had an accident at school last week...Grace fell from a playstructure and broken her radius clean in half. She had to have surgery and now is the bionic girl with two pins in her arm. She was so brave through the whole ordeal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482726186233229522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msWdn0lglIA/TBaOausp8NI/AAAAAAAAACU/tzj6N15cQ6Q/s320/grace+arm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is Grace waiting to find out if she would need surgery. She did need surgery and was really scared. You can see the x-ray sitting on her. Here it is up close:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482727016909026914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msWdn0lglIA/TBaPLFNMtmI/AAAAAAAAACc/UplanlpqeLk/s320/break.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;OUCH!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482727412006504082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msWdn0lglIA/TBaPiFDxxpI/AAAAAAAAACk/4bUbQNx9XdM/s320/grace+and+mama.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We were taken into a pre-surgey room and had to wait there for about 40 minutes. Grace was SO scared about surgery. She was crying and shaking. I was finally able to comfort her and she is actually asleep in photo above.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482727421429768690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msWdn0lglIA/TBaPioKdYfI/AAAAAAAAACs/-IUyB2_nhk8/s320/grace+popcicle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;During this whole day Grace was complaining more that she was HUNGRY than anything else. So right out of surgery she happy slurped down her cherry popcicle. And ate some jello. And had a sandwich. And drank a HUGE water. Then she was full.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482727425338276482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msWdn0lglIA/TBaPi2uUeoI/AAAAAAAAAC0/B6tuZTZhHEY/s320/grace+after+camping.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We continued with our plan go camping the next day and here she is after all the camping fun was over. She is just a cute little one-armed dirty titan of a girl!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4178553090749691988-1949302795421601431?l=wideopenheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wideopenheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1949302795421601431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wideopenheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/when-titan-tumbles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4178553090749691988/posts/default/1949302795421601431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4178553090749691988/posts/default/1949302795421601431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wideopenheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/when-titan-tumbles.html' title='When a Titan Tumbles'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05625947246353757460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msWdn0lglIA/ScvuTNilePI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dN9RwVQzvGI/S220/lotus_etched_white.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msWdn0lglIA/TBaOQuTuzOI/AAAAAAAAACM/oyy9KRIYRFw/s72-c/grace+sad+face.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4178553090749691988.post-6373944410585045705</id><published>2010-06-08T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T10:53:46.489-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>I dreamt about my dad a few nights ago. He told me he doesn't feel well. He was sick to his stomach. He was taking medication to stop the pain in his stomach. He was telling me he is fine and is doing well. It was my impression that I was younger, probably a teen and I was trying to get him to confess that he was drinking again. I felt helpless. And then he died in my dream and I kept looking for him.&lt;br /&gt;This latest dream had some of the same common feelings as the dream I have had over the years about my dad. I am searching for him, in disbelief that he is really gone. He is always aloof, usually doesn't speak at all. Often he is trying to make me feel better in someway. He even gave me money in a prior dream to somehow "buy" my forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;It seems strange to me that the father in my dreams is not the father I remember. Never the silly, loving father I recall. I am not sure what these dreams mean. After having him gone for these past 16 years, I am not sure I will ever fully get over that tiny hope that it is all a bad dream. That he is out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;I dreamt that I adopted twin children, a boy and girl, from a country in Asia. The country was flooded and I could see all the people swirling around in masses of mud and muck. Somehow I had the children back home with me and took them to a bright, sunny toy store. There faces lit up. I had a fear that they would be taken away from me. Not sure why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4178553090749691988-6373944410585045705?l=wideopenheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wideopenheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6373944410585045705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wideopenheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/dreams.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4178553090749691988/posts/default/6373944410585045705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4178553090749691988/posts/default/6373944410585045705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wideopenheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/dreams.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05625947246353757460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msWdn0lglIA/ScvuTNilePI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dN9RwVQzvGI/S220/lotus_etched_white.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4178553090749691988.post-2249674406577920576</id><published>2010-06-02T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T09:47:27.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ebb and Flow</title><content type='html'>Transistion.&lt;br /&gt;Life consists of constant transistions; birth, death, darkness, and light. Sometimes I want to duck, sometimes I want to weave. And sometimes I just want to run down the street flailing my arms around as I scream. You know the scream I'm talking about...Primal. Bottom of your guts kind of shriek.&lt;br /&gt;And then the light returns. Gratitude flows. Overflows. We are gearing up for som BIG changes in our life.&lt;br /&gt;Step # 1: Define our vision of our life; or as I like to say: Get a fucking compass already!&lt;br /&gt;I keep finding myself so confused as to WHY everything seemed so hard. It is because I have been operating in survival mode, in a knee-jerk reaction to everything happening around me.&lt;br /&gt;So do I want to be in fight or flight mode? I think I want to fight to take flight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4178553090749691988-2249674406577920576?l=wideopenheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wideopenheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2249674406577920576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wideopenheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/ebb-and-flow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4178553090749691988/posts/default/2249674406577920576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4178553090749691988/posts/default/2249674406577920576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wideopenheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/ebb-and-flow.html' title='Ebb and Flow'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05625947246353757460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msWdn0lglIA/ScvuTNilePI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dN9RwVQzvGI/S220/lotus_etched_white.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4178553090749691988.post-4729831717444232408</id><published>2010-05-10T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T19:47:20.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#75 - tell at least 10 people about this list and encourage them to create one for themselve s</title><content type='html'>A simple &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/My-Kids/10150150798435072?v=desc#%21/profile.php?id=100000026394874&amp;amp;v=wall&amp;amp;story_fbid=126388797371915"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt; to complete #75. I won't stop there though...I will continue to encourage others to dive into life and create their own list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4178553090749691988-4729831717444232408?l=wideopenheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wideopenheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4729831717444232408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wideopenheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/75-tell-at-least-10-people-about-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4178553090749691988/posts/default/4729831717444232408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4178553090749691988/posts/default/4729831717444232408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wideopenheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/75-tell-at-least-10-people-about-this.html' title='#75 - tell at least 10 people about this list and encourage them to create one for themselve s'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05625947246353757460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msWdn0lglIA/ScvuTNilePI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dN9RwVQzvGI/S220/lotus_etched_white.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4178553090749691988.post-8893939106422201890</id><published>2010-05-03T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T09:16:48.916-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>#58 - create a list of 100 books to read</title><content type='html'>This has been a lot of fun. I can't WAIT to get reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. THE GREAT GATSBY by F. Scott Fitzgerald&lt;br /&gt;2. THE SOUND AND THE FURY by William Faulkner&lt;br /&gt;3. THE GRAPES OF WRATH by John Steinbeck&lt;br /&gt;4. AN AMERICAN TRAGEDY by Theodore Dreiser&lt;br /&gt;5. SLAUGHTERHOUSE-FIVE by Kurt Vonnegut&lt;br /&gt;6. A PASSAGE TO INDIA by E.M. Forster&lt;br /&gt;7. ANIMAL FARM by George Orwell&lt;br /&gt;8. THE MALTESE FALCON by Dashiell Hammett&lt;br /&gt;9. THE AGE OF INNOCENCE by Edith Wharton&lt;br /&gt;10. A CLOCKWORK ORANGE by Anthony Burgess&lt;br /&gt;11. OF HUMAN BONDAGE by W. Somerset Maugham&lt;br /&gt;12. A FAREWELL TO ARMS by Ernest Hemingway&lt;br /&gt;13. Great Expectations by Charles Dickens&lt;br /&gt;14. WATERSHIP DOWN by Richard Adams&lt;br /&gt;15. FARENHEIT 451 by Ray Bradbury&lt;br /&gt;16. BELOVED by Toni Morrison&lt;br /&gt;17. THE FOUNTAINHEAD by Ayn Rand&lt;br /&gt;18. THE FEAR OF FLYING by Erica Jong&lt;br /&gt;19. Portrait of a Lady by Henry James&lt;br /&gt;20. The Jungle by Upton Sinclair&lt;br /&gt;21. Sons and Lovers by D.H. Lawrence&lt;br /&gt;22. Things Fall Apart by Chinua Achebe&lt;br /&gt;23. ANIMAL, VEGETABLE, MIRACLE by Barbara Kingsolver&lt;br /&gt;24. TUESDAYS WITH MORRIE by Mitch Albom&lt;br /&gt;25. THE GIRL WITH THE DRAGON TATTOO by Stieg Larsson (this is the first of a triology)&lt;br /&gt;26. SAY YOUR ONE OF THEM by Uwem Akpan&lt;br /&gt;27. White Oleander by Janet Fitch&lt;br /&gt;28. The Heart of a Woman by Maya Angelou&lt;br /&gt;29. She's Come Undone by Wally Lamb&lt;br /&gt;30. The Deep End of the Ocean by Jacquelyn Mitchard&lt;br /&gt;31. Siddhartha by Hermann Hesse&lt;br /&gt;32. BLACK ELK SPEAKS by John Niehardt&lt;br /&gt;33. THE PLAGUE by Albert Camus&lt;br /&gt;34. The Spiritual Teachings of Ramana Maharashi by Ramana Maharashi&lt;br /&gt;35. A Simple Path by Mother Teresa&lt;br /&gt;36. An Autobiography: The Story of My Experiments with Truth by Mohandas Gandhi&lt;br /&gt;37. Stranger in a Strange Land by Robert A. Heinlein&lt;br /&gt;38. I Am That: Talks with Sri Nisargadatta by Maharaj Nisargadatta&lt;br /&gt;39. Zen Mind, Beginner's Mind by Shunryu Suzuki&lt;br /&gt;40. Cutting Through Spiritual Materialism by Chogyam Trungpa&lt;br /&gt;41. The Bodhisattva's Way of Life by Shantideva&lt;br /&gt;42. Start Where You Are by Pema Chodron&lt;br /&gt;43. TO BE HUMAN by J. Krishnamurti&lt;br /&gt;44. The Seven Storey Mountain by Thomas Merton&lt;br /&gt;45. Courage, The Joy of Living Dangerously by Osho&lt;br /&gt;46. Little House on the Prairie Series by Laura Ingalls Wilder&lt;br /&gt;47. CHARLOTTE’S WEB by E.B. White&lt;br /&gt;48. THE ABSORBENT MIND by Maria Montessori&lt;br /&gt;49. WALDEN by Henry David Thoreau&lt;br /&gt;50. COMPLETE POEMS AND PLAYS:1909-1950 by T.S. Eliot&lt;br /&gt;51. Last Child in the Woods: Saving Our Children from Nature-Deficit Disorder by Richard Louv&lt;br /&gt;52. NATURE WRITINGS by John Muir&lt;br /&gt;53. OMNIVORE’S DILEMMA by Michael Pollan&lt;br /&gt;54. Collapse: How Societies Choose to Fail or Succeed by Jared Diamond&lt;br /&gt;55. Crimes Against Nature: How George W. Bush and His Corporate Pals Are Plundering the Country and Hijacking Our Democracy by Robert F. Kennedy Jr.&lt;br /&gt;56. Natural Capitalism by Paul Hawken, Amory B. Lovins, et. al.&lt;br /&gt;57. Gaia: A New Look at Life on Earth by James Lovelock&lt;br /&gt;58. HIROSHIMA by John Hersey&lt;br /&gt;59. UNCLE TOM’S CABIN by Harriet Beecher Stowe&lt;br /&gt;60. Love in the Time of Cholera by Gabriel Garcia Marquez&lt;br /&gt;61. A Short History of Nearly Everything by Bill Bryson&lt;br /&gt;62. White Teeth by Zadie Smith&lt;br /&gt;63. Little Women by Louisa May Alcott&lt;br /&gt;64. Kindred by Octavia Butler&lt;br /&gt;65. THE REPUBLIC by Plato&lt;br /&gt;66. 1984 by George Orwell&lt;br /&gt;67. How To Win Friends And Influence People by Dale Carnegie&lt;br /&gt;68. Into the Wild by Jon Krakauer&lt;br /&gt;69. Tropic of Cancer by Henry Miller&lt;br /&gt;70. Beyond Good and Evil by Freidrich Nietzsche&lt;br /&gt;71. A Farewell To Arms by Ernest Hemingway&lt;br /&gt;72. I Am That by Sri Nisargadatta Maharaj&lt;br /&gt;73. An Interrupted Life by Etty Hillesum&lt;br /&gt;74. The Essential Rumi by Rumi/Coleman Barks&lt;br /&gt;75. The Emotional Lives of Animals by Marc Bekoff&lt;br /&gt;76. The Great Ape Project (multiple authors)&lt;br /&gt;77. The Encyclopedia of Country Living by Carla Emery&lt;br /&gt;78. The Good Earth Trilogy by Pearl S. Buck&lt;br /&gt;79. Fatu Hiva by Thor Heyerdahl&lt;br /&gt;80. No More Words by Reeve Lindbergh&lt;br /&gt;81. Peace Like a River by Leif Enger&lt;br /&gt;82. Non-Violent Communication by Marshall Rosenberg&lt;br /&gt;83. The Tao of Pooh by Benjamin Hoff&lt;br /&gt;84. The Celestine Prophecy by James Redfield&lt;br /&gt;85. The Biology of Belief by Bruce H. Lipton&lt;br /&gt;86. Call Me By My True Names: The Collected Poems by Thich Nhat Hanh&lt;br /&gt;87. Savor: Mindful Eating, Mindful Life by Thich Nhat Hanh and Dr. Lilian Cheung&lt;br /&gt;88. The World We Have: A Buddhist Approach to Peace and Ecology by Thich Nhat Hanh&lt;br /&gt;89. Start Where You Are by Pema Chondron&lt;br /&gt;90. Food for the Heart by Ajahn Chah&lt;br /&gt;91. Bury My Heart at Wounded Knee: An Indian History of the American West By Dee Brown&lt;br /&gt;92. A People's History of the World By Chris Harman&lt;br /&gt;93. A People's history of the United States: 1492-present by Howard Zinn&lt;br /&gt;94. Overcoming Speechlessness by Alice Walker&lt;br /&gt;95. Eat, Pray, Love by Elizabeth Gilbert&lt;br /&gt;96. East of Eden by John Steinbeck&lt;br /&gt;97. The Story of Edgar Sawtelle By David Wroblewski&lt;br /&gt;98. In Cold Blood by Truman Capote&lt;br /&gt;99. The Wind in the Willows by Kenneth Grahame&lt;br /&gt;100.The Hobbit (preface to the Lord of the Rings) by J.R. Tolkien&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4178553090749691988-8893939106422201890?l=wideopenheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wideopenheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8893939106422201890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wideopenheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/58-create-list-of-100-books-to-read.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4178553090749691988/posts/default/8893939106422201890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4178553090749691988/posts/default/8893939106422201890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wideopenheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/58-create-list-of-100-books-to-read.html' title='#58 - create a list of 100 books to read'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05625947246353757460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msWdn0lglIA/ScvuTNilePI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dN9RwVQzvGI/S220/lotus_etched_white.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4178553090749691988.post-9121422701214842584</id><published>2010-04-27T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T08:37:50.883-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bucket list'/><title type='text'>100 Things</title><content type='html'>Here starts an adventure to complete my "100 things" inspired by &lt;a href="http://www.theburiedlife.com/thelist/"&gt;the Buried Life&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is my list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;start going to &lt;a href="http://humboldtrollerderby.com/"&gt;Roller Derby &lt;/a&gt;practice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;adopt a child {Rethinking this one...three is probably enough!}&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;raise chickens&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;host a conversation about &lt;a href="http://www.fetzer.org/loveandforgive/take-action/start-conversations#download"&gt;love and forgiveness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;go to India&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;start my back &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://visualtattoo.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tattoo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;own a home {or at least find a rental I feel can be longterm}&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;travel around for a month in an RV&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;learn how to make cheese and yogurt&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;wear a bathing suit and feel beautiful&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;get dreadlocks {maybe 2 dreadlocks}&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;be in the presence of &lt;a href="http://www.plumvillage.org/thay.html"&gt;Thich Naht Hanh&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;get my Professional Engineer's license&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;write a children’s book {just for fun}&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;learn how to make tamales&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;grow a substantial garden for my family&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;become comfortable chanting&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;do a 7 day juice feast&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;work on a community service project&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;host a fancy dinner party&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sew something that I absolutely LOVE&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;learn to crochet or knit&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;paint a beautiful picture that I want to hang on my wall&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;complete a YES day with the kids&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;go through the p90x series&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;go away with Kevin for the first time since having kids&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;write in my blog, consistently&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;take a photography class&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;have a pig and goat {maybe a rabbit and hamster would be more reasonable}&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;go on a multi-day backpacking trip with my family&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;learn how to make soap {I think I will just tackle laundry soap}&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;go horseback riding&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;start an online business&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;write some poetry&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;visit all the &lt;a href="http://www.nps.gov/index.htm"&gt;national parks in the U.S.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;color my hair a funky color&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;give someone I know $100 anonymously because they really need it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;take a dance class&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;take a canopy tour &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;grow a flower garden to attract butterflies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;write a love letter to each of my children&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;make a family recipe book of all our favorites&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;paint a mural&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;climb mount Kilimanjaro&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;travel the path of the Buddha&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;visit each continent {I don't really feel to connected to this one anymore}&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;make homemade bagels&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;dance under a full moon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;complete a triathlon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;learn to play piano&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;go on a hot air balloon ride&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;learn how to rock climb&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;see the Northern Lights&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;visit the Great Pyramids&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;make stilts and walk around on stilts with my kids&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;make candles&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;take a cooking class&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;create a list of 100 books to read&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;read my list of 100 books&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;be in a play or other public performance {not really feeling this one anymore}&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;understand all about wine&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;have a wine and cheese party with friends (after I know about wine)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;start a roth IRA&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;have $10,000 in a savings account&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;see a gorilla in the wild {I can watch Animal Planet!}&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;create a sacred space in my home&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;reconcile with my sister&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;write a letter to my dad telling him that I understand&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;attend &lt;a href="http://www.burningman.com/"&gt;Burning Man&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;trace my ancestry&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;take a self-defense class&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;learn CPR and Basic First Aid&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;learn how to make a business plan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;learn how to read and write some Sanskrit {maybe another language}&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tell at least 10 people about this list and encourage them to create one for themselves&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;blog about each of the items I cross off my list&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;kiss in a torrential downpour long enough to get soaking wet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;paint a self-portrait&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;learn basic survival skills&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;build an eco-friendly (straw-bale, earthship, ect.) building &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;go on a family canoe trip&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;compete in a 10K run&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;throw a surprise party&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;dress up in a really wild costume for Halloween&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;learn how to make tiramisu&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;pick a cookbook and make everything in it and write a review of every recipe&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;get over my fear of public speaking&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;take a pottery class&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;be able to walk in heels like I am a runway model. *smile*&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;learn how to invest wisely {would like to add debt free to this}&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;invent something&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;learn how to put on make-up&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;learn how to do fancy hairstyles for myself and my girls&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;grow out my hair until it is in the middle of my back&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;make knot dresses for my girls&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;take a cake decorating class&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;organize and make a small Montessori “class” in my house&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;stop buying processed food…completely&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;go 80% raw…for at least a month&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;learn how to make Waldorf dolls&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I complete an item I will make it &lt;strong&gt;bold&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last week I started going to Roller Derby practice. *smile* It has been a blast. Skating makes me feel alive evn though it was pretty scary to walk in there by myself. I give myself kudos for bravery! I will try and take a few pictures of me skating so that it's official *wink*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The kids and I have begun raising chickens. I guess I can't officially say that we "raised" chickens until they lay their first eggs! But, I marked it off the list anyway since the coopa-cabana is up and they are living out in it. Pictures to come in an upcoming post.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So here starts the adventure that I should have been on all along. I guess I lost myself being a mother. No, I probably never really knew myself to begin. I am not sure you can ever really know yourself. I meet new parts of myself everyday. New strengths and weaknesses, new hopes and dreams; that is what makes life special. Some said to me a few recently: "no one can take you out of the game faster than yourself." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am back in the game.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What is on your list?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4178553090749691988-9121422701214842584?l=wideopenheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wideopenheart.blogspot.com/feeds/9121422701214842584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wideopenheart.blogspot.com/2010/04/100-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4178553090749691988/posts/default/9121422701214842584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4178553090749691988/posts/default/9121422701214842584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wideopenheart.blogspot.com/2010/04/100-things.html' title='100 Things'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05625947246353757460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msWdn0lglIA/ScvuTNilePI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dN9RwVQzvGI/S220/lotus_etched_white.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4178553090749691988.post-4677190057916012243</id><published>2009-05-22T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T10:39:16.525-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recieving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nvc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='being'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>A Bird Sings because it has a Song</title><content type='html'>Lately I have been thinking about the gifts we recieve everyday. As it relates to parenting, which is my deepest and most meaningful practice, it seems as though we are only willing to recieve the gifts we perceive as "good". So what gifts are offered that we refuse, or recieve with a resentful spirit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The idea of recieving the gifts my children have to offer came up as one of the keys in a wonderful book I have been reading "Respectful Parents, Respectful Kids". So often the kids want to help, want to be heard, and want our attention so much that the wonder of THEM, of really BEING and recieiving them where they are is lost. This happened to me earlier this week and really started me thinking about what it means to be grateful for ALL the gifts we are offered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grace hopped in the car happily after school and handed me a gift she had made me at school. I quickly said "Thank you" and stuffed the small paper in my purse where it stayed for the next two days. I was in a hurry and "couldn't" be bothered by taking the time to really recieve this gift. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338700114752897778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msWdn0lglIA/Shbfd_4vAvI/AAAAAAAAAAw/GPZxaJtcl3U/s320/P5220821.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day at the same time Grace asked me if I liked the gift she had given me the day before. I didn't want to hurt her feelings so I said that I loved it and she beamed a beautiful proud smile in the rear-view mirror.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day as I rumaged through the bottoms of the purse, which, by the way is a repository of all things, I happen upon the small gift that Grace so loveingly prepared for me. I opened the small, handmade envelope and carefully un folded the paper inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338700548286196786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msWdn0lglIA/Shbf3O7ILDI/AAAAAAAAAA4/4fcT5nooSn4/s320/P5220822.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A simple gift, yes, but no less perfectly positioned in my life to help teach me the value of fully recieiving the gifts we are offered. This is not to say that the only gifts worth anything are actual "things" or even that the gift has to be pleasant. This is just the eye opener for me in the humble act of recieving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, to explain the title of this post I have to refer to the book I am reading and hopefully ABSORBING into my heart. In each key there are quotes in the margins that represent the key in a powerful way. Here is the quote that inspired the title:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A bird doesn't sing because it has an answer, it sings because it has a song. - Maya Angelou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess it makes me think to hear the song, recieve the song, and not look for the "answer". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4178553090749691988-4677190057916012243?l=wideopenheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wideopenheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4677190057916012243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wideopenheart.blogspot.com/2009/05/art-of-recieving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4178553090749691988/posts/default/4677190057916012243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4178553090749691988/posts/default/4677190057916012243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wideopenheart.blogspot.com/2009/05/art-of-recieving.html' title='A Bird Sings because it has a Song'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05625947246353757460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msWdn0lglIA/ScvuTNilePI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dN9RwVQzvGI/S220/lotus_etched_white.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msWdn0lglIA/Shbfd_4vAvI/AAAAAAAAAAw/GPZxaJtcl3U/s72-c/P5220821.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4178553090749691988.post-4040941620838436983</id><published>2009-03-26T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T13:20:55.862-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream'/><title type='text'>On Dreaming and Dying</title><content type='html'>I had a dream. I was in a car driving at night in the passenger seat. Next to us was a big rig that violently swerved at something in the road. Then it swerved again. I suddenly realized that our headlights were not on and a feeling of fear came over me that we were going to die because we could not see the hazards in the road. I yelled “turn on your lights!” As I tried to reach over to turn on the lights I noticed it was pitch black and it felt as though we were driving very fast. The next instance I looked up through what seemed to be a moon roof and saw a dark sky and stars. Faintly it appeared as though hands came down and picked me up. Instantly I could no longer hear the engine of the car and felt instantly at peace. I was thinking, Am I dead? Is this what death is? I was dreaming and knew it was a dream but asked myself am I dreaming or did I just die? I woke up startled and it took me a second to realize I was dreaming, now awake and clearly remember the entire dream sequence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did this dream offer to teach me? I think it made me think more about being alive and to show me there is no fear in death. I had the fear of being gone from those who I love. I had the thought that I was so thankful I am alive. It was overwhelming in my half awake state of being. It had gratitude that I could go on living and be with my family in this life. Yet, I did have a sense that I would be okay in death. I feel grateful today to have had that dream and to be here another day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4178553090749691988-4040941620838436983?l=wideopenheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wideopenheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4040941620838436983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wideopenheart.blogspot.com/2009/03/on-dreaming-and-dying.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4178553090749691988/posts/default/4040941620838436983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4178553090749691988/posts/default/4040941620838436983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wideopenheart.blogspot.com/2009/03/on-dreaming-and-dying.html' title='On Dreaming and Dying'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05625947246353757460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msWdn0lglIA/ScvuTNilePI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dN9RwVQzvGI/S220/lotus_etched_white.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
