<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8" standalone="no"?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-243431556850437049</id><updated>2024-11-01T02:04:49.791-07:00</updated><category term="Change"/><category term="Clearing"/><category term="Spritual Healing"/><category term="Spritual Techniques"/><category term="Job"/><category term="Balance"/><category term="New Job"/><category term="Psychic Hits"/><category term="Protection"/><category term="Seattle Characters"/><category term="Seattle Flavor"/><category term="learning"/><category term="Abundance"/><category term="Condo Upgrades"/><category term="Death"/><category term="Exercise"/><category term="Fear of Success"/><category term="Google Government"/><category term="Government Accountablilty"/><category term="Halloween"/><category term="Making Money"/><category term="New Blog"/><category term="Obama"/><category term="Physical Meditation"/><category term="President"/><category term="Tweety"/><category term="internet"/><category term="teaching"/><title type="text">CELTIC SPRITE SEEKING KNOWLEDGE</title><subtitle type="html">My Day is a Blend of Psychic &amp;amp; Everyday Happenings</subtitle><link href="http://celticsprite.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/243431556850437049/posts/default?max-results=3&amp;redirect=false" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://celticsprite.blogspot.com/" rel="alternate" type="text/html"/><link href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" rel="hub"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/243431556850437049/posts/default?start-index=4&amp;max-results=3&amp;redirect=false" rel="next" type="application/atom+xml"/><author><name>Celtic Sprite Seeking Knowledge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01857575346344166842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="21" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_92hRieOJFro/SVSy3Nrb_qI/AAAAAAAAANM/RAU8ioDn6HY/S220/New+Year+1.jpg" width="31"/></author><generator uri="http://www.blogger.com" version="7.00">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>3</openSearch:itemsPerPage><xhtml:meta content="noindex" name="robots" xmlns:xhtml="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"/><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-243431556850437049.post-4734007289417667652</id><published>2009-03-26T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T22:59:52.315-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Balance"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="learning"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="New Job"/><title type="text">Finally Coming Up For Air</title><content type="html">I'm beginning to grasp the intricate machinations of this new job. There are still many parts for me to learn; the outline of the job is locked into memory &amp; now becoming second nature. This lesson absolutely threw me up against the wall for 2 solid months &amp; I finally got to the point I needed help so went to the Dr to help me with the stress, anxiety &amp; sleepless nights. I tried more exercise &amp; was eating healthfully however it was not enough for me. I also found I was so fried I could only sleep for 4 hours at a time. Thus I went for help &amp; received the information &amp; medication needed. The lesson for me is to always listen to my body &amp; follow it's lead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;"I see the good &amp; bad in everyone because they are 
mirroring me".&lt;/div&gt;</content><link href="http://celticsprite.blogspot.com/feeds/4734007289417667652/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://celticsprite.blogspot.com/2009/03/finally-coming-up-for-air.html#comment-form" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/243431556850437049/posts/default/4734007289417667652" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/243431556850437049/posts/default/4734007289417667652" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://celticsprite.blogspot.com/2009/03/finally-coming-up-for-air.html" rel="alternate" title="Finally Coming Up For Air" type="text/html"/><author><name>Celtic Sprite Seeking Knowledge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01857575346344166842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="21" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_92hRieOJFro/SVSy3Nrb_qI/AAAAAAAAANM/RAU8ioDn6HY/S220/New+Year+1.jpg" width="31"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-243431556850437049.post-8678126556844426675</id><published>2009-01-07T19:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T19:54:45.326-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="learning"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="teaching"/><title type="text">In the Deep End &amp; Can't Swim</title><content type="html">Learning a new job while training someone else is trial by fire. I am a lousy teacher because I need to do what I'm teaching first; then have the student do it. Because I'm used to doing the job it's a lot like looking into a mirror &amp; trying to cut the the back of my hair everything feels reversed &amp; the harder I try the more disoriented I become. I'm sure if I taught more often it wouldn't seem so difficult.&lt;br /&gt;The job I'm learning is a roller coaster &amp; as soon as I start feeling I'm getting a handle on it; the rug gets pulled out from under me. The PC application is also not working properly adding to the stress, this makes me so appreciate things that Work. I also find I can only learn so much at a given time &amp; the 10th hour isn't a good time to address a new part of the job.I realize the more I do it it will be easier, until then I will continue to BREATHE &amp; run the stairs to decompress &amp; cry if I need to release more built up toxic energy. Of course there is a reason why this timing of the perfect storm is happening now. I'm just too close to see why right now. Working 11 hour days are certainly taking their toll even on 8 hours of sleep. Hopefully the new job will start to filter in &amp; start to gel :). I know I can do this! Patience with self is a big lesson for me. I just keep telling myself "I Love You Kerry"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;"I see the good &amp; bad in everyone because they are 
mirroring me".&lt;/div&gt;</content><link href="http://celticsprite.blogspot.com/feeds/8678126556844426675/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://celticsprite.blogspot.com/2009/01/in-deep-end-cant-swim.html#comment-form" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/243431556850437049/posts/default/8678126556844426675" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/243431556850437049/posts/default/8678126556844426675" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://celticsprite.blogspot.com/2009/01/in-deep-end-cant-swim.html" rel="alternate" title="In the Deep End &amp; Can't Swim" type="text/html"/><author><name>Celtic Sprite Seeking Knowledge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01857575346344166842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="21" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_92hRieOJFro/SVSy3Nrb_qI/AAAAAAAAANM/RAU8ioDn6HY/S220/New+Year+1.jpg" width="31"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-243431556850437049.post-2711436092124334836</id><published>2008-12-16T18:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T18:13:53.187-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Tweety"/><title type="text">In Memory of Tweety</title><content type="html">&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_c3mbWZJ5Y7UIqE0I2FBalBhT9rpqaGvZ_islFgjoZZ2DzB13Lx5Jyz-MUX9HGvshKzSuT7QmHpraiTOqrMhwMPr-7lOzJPabS-1bG4TzfJsKWpCJaA_DUAe85yb-GryQ5Wxy67fk29M/s1600-h/Candle-08-june.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280584806771704642" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 60px; height: 100px;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_c3mbWZJ5Y7UIqE0I2FBalBhT9rpqaGvZ_islFgjoZZ2DzB13Lx5Jyz-MUX9HGvshKzSuT7QmHpraiTOqrMhwMPr-7lOzJPabS-1bG4TzfJsKWpCJaA_DUAe85yb-GryQ5Wxy67fk29M/s200/Candle-08-june.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_c3mbWZJ5Y7UIqE0I2FBalBhT9rpqaGvZ_islFgjoZZ2DzB13Lx5Jyz-MUX9HGvshKzSuT7QmHpraiTOqrMhwMPr-7lOzJPabS-1bG4TzfJsKWpCJaA_DUAe85yb-GryQ5Wxy67fk29M/s1600-h/Candle-08-june.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Tweety Passed at 5:15pm Tuesday evening. Her behavior as of late was strange wanting to sleep in her food container. She was doglike as she would almost lie down so I could pet her. She loved learning new tricks like climbing her ladder &amp;amp; going into her fleece tent. She was a good &amp;amp; patient friend. I miss her already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;"I see the good &amp; bad in everyone because they are 
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