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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.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" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665013410140785676</id><updated>2012-02-15T22:56:04.740-08:00</updated><category term="Changes" /><category term="Resentment" /><category term="Childhood" /><category term="Freedom" /><category term="Emotional Storms" /><category term="acceptance" /><category term="Angers" /><category term="Forgiveness" /><category term="garden of love" /><category term="growth" /><category term="Painful memories" /><category term="ANGER RELEASE" /><category term="Happiness" /><category term="Fear" /><category term="Natures storms" /><category term="Honor" /><category term="Beauty of Relationship" /><category term="Plant seeds" /><category term="creating new" /><category term="Now of Love" /><category term="Gratitude" /><title type="text">Choices to Love</title><subtitle type="html" /><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://choicestolove.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://choicestolove.blogspot.com/" /><author><name>Aphrodite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rrT50OQh6dU/TdyTquSKmUI/AAAAAAAAABk/kcTcAq6fTtk/s220/image001MA25895263-0001.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ChoicesToLove" /><feedburner:info uri="choicestolove" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><link rel="license" type="text/html" href="http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/2.0/" /><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665013410140785676.post-9171066953738395051</id><published>2012-02-01T00:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T00:29:19.472-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Honor" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="garden of love" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Plant seeds" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="creating new" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Now of Love" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Happiness" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Fear" /><title type="text">START THE DAY NEW</title><content type="html">&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calligraph421 BT; font-size: medium;"&gt;We must ...Start each day  clean,  leaving behind yesterday's emotions, and programs that does not honor the love  we are, like the rising sun, starting a new day, we must also start New... Each  new day unlike any other, on to which we can plant anything we desire! What do  we desire? Would be good to reflect before getting out of bed... make a  choice...commune with the Divine... then arise.... or touch another, make the  choice before speaking to another... your heart felt desire, honoring self first  and the goodness of the new day.... planting the seed, of your new garden grown  with love ....Do this for you.  Do this for Love.... Do this for the planet...  it all starts with One Heart in Love.  So it’s our choice what we choose to   plant in our life Love, Joy, Happiness with laughter or planting the weed seeds  of  fear, anger, resentment, stresses of others and weaknesses we cannot change  at the moment .... worrying about the issues of others added to our own and the  world.... why not just send love to that which cannot be personally changed, let  go of the worry  and move forward in your life ... your personal life, in which  you have the power to create from your choices... in each moment NOW AND SENDING  LOVE LIGHT TO ALL CREATION. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the beginning of the change for the  world, You are the atom that touches others hearts, be the power of love, be the  instrument of love, be that which will change the world for the better, YOUR ONE  HEART IN THIS MOMENT OF LOVE.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calligraph421 BT; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do this every morning and in every  moment... and see your life change ... see the world change... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calligraph421 BT; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calligraph421 BT; font-size: medium;"&gt;Do not be the instrument that sends  one more dark image, thought or stroke of paint on the fear filled world... be  the one who paints love... spreads love, be the light, that joins other  lights... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calligraph421 BT; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND SO IT IS IN THIS MOMENT OF  LOVE... I SEND THIS  LIGHT TO YOU &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665013410140785676-9171066953738395051?l=choicestolove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ChoicesToLove/~4/SVDLxuD5jW4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://choicestolove.blogspot.com/feeds/9171066953738395051/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://choicestolove.blogspot.com/2012/02/start-day-new.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665013410140785676/posts/default/9171066953738395051" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665013410140785676/posts/default/9171066953738395051" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ChoicesToLove/~3/SVDLxuD5jW4/start-day-new.html" title="START THE DAY NEW" /><author><name>Aphrodite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rrT50OQh6dU/TdyTquSKmUI/AAAAAAAAABk/kcTcAq6fTtk/s220/image001MA25895263-0001.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://choicestolove.blogspot.com/2012/02/start-day-new.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665013410140785676.post-3108472331952746981</id><published>2012-01-27T14:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T14:21:59.812-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Gratitude" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Natures storms" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Emotional Storms" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Changes" /><title type="text">STORMS</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="text_exposed_root text_exposed"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Cambria;"&gt;Storms come and go, We are blessed even if we do not  acknowledge it, for every storm is a Cleansing. The storms in our life and the  storms of nature. If we only have eyes to see and the heart to understand one  would see how beautiful and clean everything is after the cleansing of nature.  Yes things sometimes get over turned yet if we really knew how important it is,  nutrients being spread, leave&lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Cambria; font-size: medium;"&gt;s cleaned, natures movement  even the lightning balances the earth when it strikes the ground (scientific  data shows this) the burned charcoal of a burned forest fire set by nature, has  been prooven to purify the earth and then the forest so that the new grows  stronger, the burnt wood now charcoal, cleansing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="text_exposed_root text_exposed"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Cambria; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we have a personal  storm in our life, when we have an emotional upheaval after a while when we look  at our life we will see that that personal storm was a good thing, causing a  change in our self in some way. Now if we are in awareness and see it with  loving eyes we will see that we have been moved to a change that will benefit IF  WE ALLOW... if we go back to old patterns that caused the upheavel, we will  create another storm with simular lessons... if we learn and are grateful we  walk away clean and ready for the next step of love, Rather than sitting in a  broken home feeling like a victom, we see the damage and start moving to a  positive change, either moving from the house / situation or re modeling...  turning the damage into a true gift of joy rather than lamentation...  CHOICES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665013410140785676-3108472331952746981?l=choicestolove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ChoicesToLove/~4/1gUcxkYtqAE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://choicestolove.blogspot.com/feeds/3108472331952746981/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://choicestolove.blogspot.com/2012/01/storms.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665013410140785676/posts/default/3108472331952746981" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665013410140785676/posts/default/3108472331952746981" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ChoicesToLove/~3/1gUcxkYtqAE/storms.html" title="STORMS" /><author><name>Aphrodite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rrT50OQh6dU/TdyTquSKmUI/AAAAAAAAABk/kcTcAq6fTtk/s220/image001MA25895263-0001.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://choicestolove.blogspot.com/2012/01/storms.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665013410140785676.post-4179007640530716111</id><published>2012-01-20T03:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T03:50:23.741-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Honor" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Beauty of Relationship" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="growth" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="acceptance" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Freedom" /><title type="text">Relationship</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-family: BauerBodni BT;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: BauerBodni BT;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: BauerBodni BT;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: BauerBodni BT;"&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 36pt; mso-fareast-font-family: GungsuhChe; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"&gt;Love in Relationships&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: GungsuhChe; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"&gt;Unconditional Love&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: GungsuhChe; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"&gt;Forgiveness (Matthew &lt;st1:time hour="17" minute="25" w:st="on"&gt;5:25&lt;/st1:time&gt;)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: GungsuhChe; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"&gt;Understanding&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: GungsuhChe; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Communication&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: GungsuhChe; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"&gt;Compromise&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: GungsuhChe; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"&gt;Growth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 24pt; mso-fareast-font-family: GungsuhChe; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: GungsuhChe; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"&gt;Awareness of each others qualities&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 24pt; mso-fareast-font-family: GungsuhChe; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"&gt;Two have come together as One&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 24pt; mso-fareast-font-family: GungsuhChe; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"&gt;Yet you are two,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 24pt; mso-fareast-font-family: GungsuhChe; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"&gt;One garden,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 24pt; mso-fareast-font-family: GungsuhChe; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;One Essence Rose, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 24pt; mso-fareast-font-family: GungsuhChe; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"&gt;One Essence Carnation,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 24pt; mso-fareast-font-family: GungsuhChe; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Side by side,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 24pt; mso-fareast-font-family: GungsuhChe; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Loving the qualities of each other .&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 24pt; mso-fareast-font-family: GungsuhChe; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Admiring and loving &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 24pt; mso-fareast-font-family: GungsuhChe; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"&gt;Yet neither should want the other to change to be other than who they are,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 24pt; mso-fareast-font-family: GungsuhChe; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Each has its own uniqueness &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 24pt; mso-fareast-font-family: GungsuhChe; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"&gt;that gives the color and fragrance to the garden,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 24pt; mso-fareast-font-family: GungsuhChe; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;To be loved and nurtured in its own.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 24pt; mso-fareast-font-family: GungsuhChe; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"&gt;Should the Rose try to change the Carnation to be a Rose,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 24pt; mso-fareast-font-family: GungsuhChe; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;No&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 24pt; mso-fareast-font-family: GungsuhChe; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;The beauty and the awe, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 24pt; mso-fareast-font-family: GungsuhChe; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"&gt;is the difference and also the compromises&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;one makes in order to live in harmony . &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 24pt; mso-fareast-font-family: GungsuhChe; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Be willing to change, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 24pt; mso-fareast-font-family: GungsuhChe; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"&gt;Change is the essence of life.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 24pt; mso-fareast-font-family: GungsuhChe; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"&gt;Everything changes and grows,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 24pt; mso-fareast-font-family: GungsuhChe; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;So to grow and love and honor the growth of each other,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 24pt; mso-fareast-font-family: GungsuhChe; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Neither being jealous or controlling, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 24pt; mso-fareast-font-family: GungsuhChe; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"&gt;To manipulate the other to remain the same, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 24pt; mso-fareast-font-family: GungsuhChe; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"&gt;Never stunting growth, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 24pt; mso-fareast-font-family: GungsuhChe; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"&gt;Always honoring that which is good, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 24pt; mso-fareast-font-family: GungsuhChe; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"&gt;Always walking with God as the Crown in the relationship, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 24pt; mso-fareast-font-family: GungsuhChe; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"&gt;The Sun so shines it’s Love on everyone in the Garden &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 24pt; mso-fareast-font-family: GungsuhChe; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"&gt;Each receiving it’s own share of Glory,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 24pt; mso-fareast-font-family: GungsuhChe; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"&gt;To it’s own growth and power&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 24pt; mso-fareast-font-family: GungsuhChe; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"&gt;and so too &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 24pt; mso-fareast-font-family: GungsuhChe; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"&gt;grows the love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 24pt; mso-fareast-font-family: GungsuhChe; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"&gt;ever increasing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 24pt; mso-fareast-font-family: GungsuhChe; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"&gt;its fragrance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 24pt; mso-fareast-font-family: GungsuhChe; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"&gt;blessing all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 24pt; mso-fareast-font-family: GungsuhChe; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"&gt;who &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 24pt; mso-fareast-font-family: GungsuhChe; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN;"&gt;beholds its beauty.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; 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painful, to heal and see what each of&amp;nbsp;my siblings&amp;nbsp;have been carrying for  years.&amp;nbsp; We each have a different story for we each experienced our pain differently.&amp;nbsp; Each had moments worse than the other, and some better.&amp;nbsp; WE did not talk to each other much as children nor as adults.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Our life went separate ways and rarely meeting each other, and the pain of our childhood always the shadow not seen and always constant in our lives.&amp;nbsp; Keeping us away from each other.&amp;nbsp; Buttons would be pushed and off to our corner we fled.&amp;nbsp; Surviving the best we could.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;We found each other again. And in our Joy of coming together I bought up a subject I was not aware would cause pain in my brother and sister.&amp;nbsp; And out from the shadows of our heart came all the pain and judgement.&amp;nbsp; Long forgotten memories and pains, too aweful for anyone even our selves to remember.&amp;nbsp; Here we were AGAIN LETTING THE PAST BRING PAIN TO THE NOW.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;We got through it, through it with LOVE, patience and facing the truth. However much was learned ...especially about Choices and how we hold onto pain of the past that hurt the NOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The wisdom of my sister Linda, put&amp;nbsp;our issue&amp;nbsp;so beautifully ... the past is the past and we  should not let IT desturb our NOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;So now that we have seen felt and faced STUFF buried deep and  forgotten or unknown ect.  It is time to let go of that and live our new life in  Love.  We are adults now well over 40 :-D and it is time to live in our current  time, to share our life NOW to walk with each other in Gratitude and Love.   Sharing the hidden treasures that are our garden that we created from the  compost pile of our past.  Sharing the treasure that we have found and created  from the treasures we DID find in our childhood... the gifts we got because of  that experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;My hun says all the time we create our own reality... and i  say we did darn well with the seeds we carried in our pockets, with the yarn and  material Linda found, with the tools and soil Steve found and me with my words  and counsel and healings I have done, and I have been blessed to do emotional  and physical healing (using the herbal knowledge or clues Grandma taught me and  the gifts of Spirit God gave me) we have been blessed.   And I see although each  of us have had our share of pain, as adults we continued to learn and become  better for it, and having a STRONG CONNECTION WITH GOD... AS IF GOD HAS HAD US  IN HIS HANDS ALL ALONG... PROTECTING, LOVING , TEACHING.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;NOW saying all that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;i wish to say... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;we were children ANY THING DONE IN THE PAST was done by  children... IN PAIN ... do you know how children act up when they are in pain  and in need... they get mean and they do things to get attention... they get  mischievous, they get destructive...all crying out for LOVE ... acting out  against who ever is there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;We each have our shadows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;We each acted up... I am grateful to know what i did.... for i  have seen my report card of my life, that i started off one way and CHOSE  ANOTHER... choosing Love instead of the self destructive anger and ways of my childhood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;i left it all behind... we were children&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;do we judge a child forever ... and blame an adult for the  child mis action&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;yes humanity does and it is sad how many people have been  condemned because of an act as a child...  I have learned a lot these  days....and in my life I have held resentments and lost much quality time with family due to an action of our childhood.&amp;nbsp; What a waste of time and the gift of love lost ...however we have the NOW and the now is full of gifts once we let go of STUFF and embrace the gifts that life has to offer in Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;We were children and as teenager ...as well how many teens do  you know make great decisisons... i appologize for leaving you behind Linda... I  did not know you loved me or wanted to be with me... as you said we were  separated by something that kept feeding us against each other... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;No worries we cannot change the past...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;We are here in the NOW and the now is all that  matters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;we are no longer children &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;our life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;our choices &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;begin NOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span family="SANSSERIF" lang="0" ptsize="14" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span family="SANSSERIF" lang="0" ptsize="14" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span family="SANSSERIF" lang="0" ptsize="14" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665013410140785676-9060462121392431750?l=choicestolove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ChoicesToLove/~4/CpgvHjOQxJE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://choicestolove.blogspot.com/feeds/9060462121392431750/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://choicestolove.blogspot.com/2012/01/lessons-judging-childhood.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665013410140785676/posts/default/9060462121392431750" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665013410140785676/posts/default/9060462121392431750" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ChoicesToLove/~3/CpgvHjOQxJE/lessons-judging-childhood.html" title="Lessons Judging a childhood" /><author><name>Aphrodite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rrT50OQh6dU/TdyTquSKmUI/AAAAAAAAABk/kcTcAq6fTtk/s220/image001MA25895263-0001.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://choicestolove.blogspot.com/2012/01/lessons-judging-childhood.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665013410140785676.post-1029044651780380490</id><published>2011-02-25T13:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T13:55:41.058-08:00</updated><title type="text">Loosing friendships and still loving</title><content type="html">I had an issue and still do not understand how it happen.  Meanwhile although I do not know nor understand how a friend could turn and walk away. I choose to Love no matter what. &lt;br /&gt;I live my life so that I constantly check to see am I doing the best I can?  Am I walking my talk? Am I choosing Love?  And always I choose love.  Even when I hurt I choose love.  I may get angry.  I may get hurt. And I get hurt often because well I am sensitive, a little too sensitive however I still choose to be me for I choose love.&lt;br /&gt;So although I lost a dear friend I still love.  Although I was hurt, I still love.&lt;br /&gt;I lick my wounds and allow healing, then get up and play again.&lt;br /&gt;so I am playing&lt;br /&gt;I am rejoicing&lt;br /&gt;I am Grateful for life and learning.&lt;br /&gt;I am Grateful for even the pain for I have learned from it.&lt;br /&gt;I am Grateful for having the time I had with this friend for we grew.&lt;br /&gt;I know that life brings people in for a reason and sometimes it is for a long time.  But for however long it is, let there always be love.&lt;br /&gt;So much to be Grateful for.&lt;br /&gt;And I move forward to the next moment of Love and Celebration&lt;br /&gt;No regrets&lt;br /&gt;Just Gratitude&lt;br /&gt;Just Love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665013410140785676-1029044651780380490?l=choicestolove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ChoicesToLove/~4/D-Q1s5P4Ues" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://choicestolove.blogspot.com/feeds/1029044651780380490/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://choicestolove.blogspot.com/2011/02/loosing-friendships-and-still-loving.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665013410140785676/posts/default/1029044651780380490" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665013410140785676/posts/default/1029044651780380490" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ChoicesToLove/~3/D-Q1s5P4Ues/loosing-friendships-and-still-loving.html" title="Loosing friendships and still loving" /><author><name>Aphrodite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rrT50OQh6dU/TdyTquSKmUI/AAAAAAAAABk/kcTcAq6fTtk/s220/image001MA25895263-0001.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://choicestolove.blogspot.com/2011/02/loosing-friendships-and-still-loving.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665013410140785676.post-7705645430237940173</id><published>2010-09-06T04:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T05:16:32.088-07:00</updated><title type="text">It's Been a Long Time</title><content type="html">What a life!!! Roller coaster ride, ups and downs, fears, doubts, angers, happiness, sickness, wars, gossip... whoo all that stuff that can throw you off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been on a roller coaster ride since coming back from California.  Missing family balancing with my new life here in Australia, feeling out of place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one day I woke up, feeling grateful, however with a different swing I had to wake myself up from my emotional sleep for I was numb with all the conflicting emotions that had poored around me, that had consumned me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked outside and saw my beautiful lemon tree, and my meditation garden, looked at the blue sky with fluffy clouds, heard the birds cooing (those beautiful doves that keep making a nest in the flower baskets, they are so funny choosing designer nest in the baskets we have hanging with artificial flowers) watched birds in the bird bath on the pateo splashing as the other bird shook its feathers, all feeling thier special type of gratitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched and realized AGAIN how blessed I am, I have eyes to see all this beauty. I have ears to hear and a heart to feel.  I am healthy and I live in a beautiful home in beautiful Queensland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up from my sleep that had me like a zombie or rather auto pilot where I was not feeling fully myself.  When I woke up I realized I was not fully present in Love, I was existing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow How could I just exist... I am living a magical life!!! Yet I started to see the lack, and as all of us do sometime, started the "what if " song, I started to see the missing rather than the gifts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waking up I decided to see all my pluses and be in gratitude in my every moment NOW.  What a difference!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being grateful for everything starting with the smallest wonder to the greatest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I broke the hypnosis of lack of feeling ... auto pilot... just existing... and I am NOW alive in the NOW and CELEBRATING MY EVERY MOMENT NOW!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learned from this event, I have taken responsibility for my thoughts that lead to the actions which lead to my negative feelings... I was not seeing with the eyes of love nor was I feeling ... I had allowed my being homesick to interfer with the discovery and the gift of my new home.  I had blocked many gifts without realizing it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very Grateful that I made the choice to wake up and take responsibility&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Grateful for everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I keep making choices to be in gratitude and love in all I do, I will never sleep walk again... this is what I choose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665013410140785676-7705645430237940173?l=choicestolove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ChoicesToLove/~4/gbX6NMzOgBA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://choicestolove.blogspot.com/feeds/7705645430237940173/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://choicestolove.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-been-long-time.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665013410140785676/posts/default/7705645430237940173" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665013410140785676/posts/default/7705645430237940173" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ChoicesToLove/~3/gbX6NMzOgBA/its-been-long-time.html" title="It's Been a Long Time" /><author><name>Aphrodite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rrT50OQh6dU/TdyTquSKmUI/AAAAAAAAABk/kcTcAq6fTtk/s220/image001MA25895263-0001.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://choicestolove.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-been-long-time.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665013410140785676.post-1722209883224674891</id><published>2010-07-15T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T15:23:38.789-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ANGER RELEASE" /><title type="text">Choosing Love while in Anger</title><content type="html">So to all of you that think I walk in a cloud I have you to know that I am in constant choosing :-D&lt;br /&gt;which means&lt;br /&gt;Life brings with it many gifts which sometimes looks like curses, which are when the button is pushed without your expectations.&lt;br /&gt;Myself I had some recent events that sent me in to days, I mean days of anger.&lt;br /&gt;I could not shake it.&lt;br /&gt;I looked at it, analized it, did all the right things that I knew to do, but could not shake it, it was like I stepped in a bear trap and it was latched and I did not know how to get out of it.&lt;br /&gt;So in my process and knowing I lived on the principal of my understanding of love, that this is definitely not the way to be... to be in the moment of love is where I am to be...not in the moment of anger!!! No Way.&lt;br /&gt;So without knowing how to shake it, i surrendered to it, and meditated on Love, breathing Love in and breathing Love out nothing more.&lt;br /&gt;While washing dishes and being aware of my thoughts, yes being aware is very important, I saw where my thoughts were taking me and that was rambling into more anger, each point going to the next.  What I did at this awareness realizing that I really needed help in this, I really just said I LET GO OF THIS, AND I LET GOD, I CHOOSE TO BE WHO I AM, I CHOOSE TO BE LOVE, TO ACT IN LOVE TO BE LOVE TOWARDS EVERYONE AND EVERYTHING, ESPECIALLY TO MYSELF, I CANNOT BE LOVE IF I AM CARRYING ANGER, ANGER IS THE DESTROYER, I WILL NOT ALLOW THAT TO BE IN MY BODY OR LIFE... SO I LET GO AND LET GOD HELP ME TO BE ME, I CHOOSE ME, I CHOOSE LOVE... took a deep breath and started acting ...yes for just releasing did give me the power to act/be in Love... AND  i felt love coming into me, it was wonderful&lt;br /&gt;and as the day went on and my husband came home, and he was the primary focus of my anger, when the anger tried to show its face to me again, i took a deep breath, and chose loving action, saying i will not allow this anger to destroy me... and the simple act of choosing love, really lightened me up, soon i forgot what it was I was angry over.&lt;br /&gt;Later, because I had let go of it, I actually was able to see what it was I really was angry about, and also talk about it, in a loving way, to my husband. It was wonderful truly wonderful the FREEING experience and the feeling all over my body of the release of this Anger, and the Joy and happiness that filled me and our relationship because of LETTING GO, AND CHOOSING LOVE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665013410140785676-1722209883224674891?l=choicestolove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ChoicesToLove/~4/oWxghoP-BXk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://choicestolove.blogspot.com/feeds/1722209883224674891/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://choicestolove.blogspot.com/2010/07/choosing-love-while-in-anger.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665013410140785676/posts/default/1722209883224674891" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665013410140785676/posts/default/1722209883224674891" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ChoicesToLove/~3/oWxghoP-BXk/choosing-love-while-in-anger.html" title="Choosing Love while in Anger" /><author><name>Aphrodite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rrT50OQh6dU/TdyTquSKmUI/AAAAAAAAABk/kcTcAq6fTtk/s220/image001MA25895263-0001.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://choicestolove.blogspot.com/2010/07/choosing-love-while-in-anger.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665013410140785676.post-4057971309531674417</id><published>2010-05-23T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T01:14:42.247-07:00</updated><title type="text">SHARING A HEALING AND MAGIC</title><content type="html">I was blessed yesterday with the most wonderful magical day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was our Sunday.  We went to Victoria Point to do some shopping.  I passed this wonderful store, I love international stores with all its beauty.  I left Des outside the store just to go inside and check on the Large pillow that caught my eye. (Bait) once I entered I heard this wonderful French music and began to sway with it, yes i am known to literally dance around a store, this is true ask my kids :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well as I listened to the music, my eye caught a woman doing as I was Glowing and moving to the music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told her Ah Paris!!! and told her looks like you are getting ready to travel, she then told me that she was going when her grandchildren grew up, I asked her where she wanted to travel, she then said a few places that i did not feel her heart they were just places, then i said whats wrong with traveling now, letting someone love your grandchildren and you go enjoy yourself, she SMILED AND SAID YOU JUST GAVE ME GOOSE BUMPS... i smiled because that is not unusual for me this response, i usually have a gift to give someone, and i knew her goose bumps were her confirmation that this was the right guidance and her eyes lit up, SHE KNEW IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then I told her i guess you are ready for Paris and she LIT UP LIKE A BULB AND SAID YES I AM... and then she told me as she went... that she felt her heart get real warm and spread all over ... she said this with a great smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We laughed a while longer and I left her even more joyful than when I came preparing to take a wonderful well deserved trip to PARIS!!!! not waiting for the original plan of 6 years when her grandchild was old enough for her to leave.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left the mall to go visit our 88 year old friend, Rudy a real heart someone who has experienced so much in his life and shares it and keeps on giving.  I mean he has written 5 book, and translated 3 books as far as I know, From German to English. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met him about a month ago and he has been a real blessing to Des and myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Des because his father died, WOW, come to think of it, a year ago of the day we met Rudy.   Rudy actually has a parallel life to Des's father, both were young men when Hitler was in power, both from Saxon (near what was East Berlin), Des always wanted to ask his father what it was like but his father never talked about it, Rudy not only talked about it, he wrote books on it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This man is so spiritual and being born during an age and in a country that went to war with a mad man in power.  He shares all his stories of what it was like being a young man in the trenches of the Russian Front, then being captured and being in Russia for 20 years in prison. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we have experienced nothing but love from this man, and he has no family so we have loved loving him.  SO ALERT, SO KNOWLEDGABLE ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This visit i kept noticing his feet and legs swollen and purple on some parts, my inner guidance told me to do a healing on him, I asked him permission and was blessed to sit and heal him, watching his feet go from purple to pink from cold to warm, watching the swelling go to half, and hearing him say he could feel the healing energy flowing through him,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told me that his feet had been swollen since the war, he was so happy and so were we.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Des joined in on the healing and he worked on his heart area, it was wonderful the 3 of us all there in love and you could feel the angels, it was wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was happy that we had this gifted to us, that we were gifted with healing him and gifted with meeting the lady in the store, I literally felt and experienced what it feels like&lt;br /&gt;TO BE IN THE PURE MOMENT OF LOVE&lt;br /&gt;we were being&lt;br /&gt;and in that being we were WALKING LOVE BEING INSTRUMENTS OF LOVE...&lt;br /&gt;I AM GRATEFUL&lt;br /&gt;speaking of Choices... i could have chosen not to listen to that small voice that guided me to do the healing, i could have not listen to my heart and love unconditional when we first met, i could have chosen to judge him because of the past...no i saw him and loved who he is right now, and I knew and felt the presence of LOVE as we worked with him...&lt;br /&gt;CHOICES TO LOVE&lt;br /&gt;YES&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665013410140785676-4057971309531674417?l=choicestolove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ChoicesToLove/~4/g1-ANIUWBMU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://choicestolove.blogspot.com/feeds/4057971309531674417/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://choicestolove.blogspot.com/2010/05/sharing-healing-and-magic.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665013410140785676/posts/default/4057971309531674417" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665013410140785676/posts/default/4057971309531674417" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ChoicesToLove/~3/g1-ANIUWBMU/sharing-healing-and-magic.html" title="SHARING A HEALING AND MAGIC" /><author><name>Aphrodite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rrT50OQh6dU/TdyTquSKmUI/AAAAAAAAABk/kcTcAq6fTtk/s220/image001MA25895263-0001.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://choicestolove.blogspot.com/2010/05/sharing-healing-and-magic.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665013410140785676.post-1248174368329384933</id><published>2010-05-23T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T23:45:23.654-07:00</updated><title type="text">OVERWHELMED ...NOW CLEAR</title><content type="html">Sometimes the best thing to do when I do not feel balanced is to do nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To just be in what is to allow myself to feel what is going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is where I am right now.  I know I am so excited about seeing family that my emotions are out of WACK!!!  so i sit here to write, to clear my mind and heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a long time since I have seen my family or my country of birth. Wow 2 years.  2 years away from my family, my children, my extended family who are my family as well.  Those who life has given me to fill the empty spaces of a childhood and youth that had not love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was blessed SO BLESSED that I was given my extended family.  Who were with me from the moment I ran away from that place that was my home in the darkness of anger, misery, violence....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Away in the night i fled, away to a wonderful journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guided and doors opened for my adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this door that is opening to my new adventure living in a home, my new home, that i will tell the truth has taken me 2 years to adjust to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i prepare to go to visit :-D how strange, to visit and be a tourist because you know how much things change in 2 years to re introduce myself, to everyone and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To taste the taste so missed, to sit down in a cafe and be served one cup after another of HOT coffee, to laugh, to talk, to just look on the smiling faces of my loved ones so missed.  Yes would you believe DENNY'S I hope it still exist, or NORMS ah the memories.   sitting down at all hours in the table in the back, yack yack yack ...laugh laugh laugh, and the smiling waitress bringing coffee, maybe bad coffee but it is hot and served with a smile... AHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My luggage being packed, 3 times already, and repacked for sure more and more, bringing the gifts bought in Thailand, Cambodia, Bali, and of course here in beautiful Australia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOOOOOOOOOOOO let us not forget the BOOKS, AND TAPES...YES!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah i feel better now that i have written NOW I SEE what was bothering me... OVERWHELMED WITH FEELINGS that I shut down for amoment... NOW I AM BACK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SMILE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BREATH DEEP&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;LOVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM PREPARING TO SHARE MORE LOVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THE GIFT OF THAT....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IS MORE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORE LIFE&lt;br /&gt;JOY&lt;br /&gt;HAPPINESS&lt;br /&gt;DANCING&lt;br /&gt;LAUGHTER&lt;br /&gt;LIFE&lt;br /&gt;LIFE&lt;br /&gt;FEELING TOUCHING BEING IN LOVE... YESSSSSSSSS&lt;br /&gt;LOVE TO YOU WHO READS THIS...&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665013410140785676-1248174368329384933?l=choicestolove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ChoicesToLove/~4/B5zoj7SJrtY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://choicestolove.blogspot.com/feeds/1248174368329384933/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://choicestolove.blogspot.com/2010/05/overwhelmed-now-clear.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665013410140785676/posts/default/1248174368329384933" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665013410140785676/posts/default/1248174368329384933" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ChoicesToLove/~3/B5zoj7SJrtY/overwhelmed-now-clear.html" title="OVERWHELMED ...NOW CLEAR" /><author><name>Aphrodite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rrT50OQh6dU/TdyTquSKmUI/AAAAAAAAABk/kcTcAq6fTtk/s220/image001MA25895263-0001.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://choicestolove.blogspot.com/2010/05/overwhelmed-now-clear.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665013410140785676.post-5320021477341627266</id><published>2010-05-21T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T22:25:59.982-07:00</updated><title type="text">WAKE UP!!! LIFE IS PRECIOUS</title><content type="html">Life is Precious&lt;br /&gt;In the moment NOW of Life&lt;br /&gt;Let Love be what we seek and do&lt;br /&gt;Find the joy in your heart and live it... life is so precious to waste it by not honoring who you are and what you came to do.  If you are not feeling strength Passion ... feeling ALIVE... then you are walking AUTOMATIC PILOT.&lt;br /&gt;WAKE UP&lt;br /&gt;CLAIM LIFE&lt;br /&gt;CLAIM YOUR PASSION&lt;br /&gt;FEEL ...&lt;br /&gt;MOVE WITH THAT FEELING...&lt;br /&gt;I fell asleep for a moment in time... I found myself sleep walking&lt;br /&gt;I AM AWAKE IN MY NOW&lt;br /&gt;and I know how much more ...yes i know more than ever how precious life is and I choose to live it fully... with&lt;br /&gt;LOVE JOY AND HAPPINESS...&lt;br /&gt;BREATHING FEELING AND EXPRESSING&lt;br /&gt;YES!!!!&lt;br /&gt;SO GLAD I HAVE AWAKEN... NOW WATCH OUT YOU GUYS... WHO I WAS YESTERDAY IS NOTHING LIKE WHO I AM NOW!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665013410140785676-5320021477341627266?l=choicestolove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ChoicesToLove/~4/yHhFxM9ccN4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://choicestolove.blogspot.com/feeds/5320021477341627266/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://choicestolove.blogspot.com/2010/05/wake-up-life-is-precious.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665013410140785676/posts/default/5320021477341627266" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665013410140785676/posts/default/5320021477341627266" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ChoicesToLove/~3/yHhFxM9ccN4/wake-up-life-is-precious.html" title="WAKE UP!!! LIFE IS PRECIOUS" /><author><name>Aphrodite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rrT50OQh6dU/TdyTquSKmUI/AAAAAAAAABk/kcTcAq6fTtk/s220/image001MA25895263-0001.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://choicestolove.blogspot.com/2010/05/wake-up-life-is-precious.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665013410140785676.post-905452840786648543</id><published>2010-05-21T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T21:00:41.940-07:00</updated><title type="text">POWER OF THE MOMENT</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;THIS I RECEIVED FROM MY GUIDES (through channel writting)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear One, do you see the power of the moment, flow with love at ALL times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the past is the past merging into the Now becoming the Now, the future is the Now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let go of the past, , the Now is the True Healer, the Now, the Rejuvenation, the Now heals all things for the Now is everything, all time is Now, healing the Now is healing all time, all issues, all this is an enormous reality, that is why we tell you to be in the Now, in pure Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes See what the moment brings thee, yet be in the Now and transpose that, see it, deal with it, release it and fill yourself with the Now Moment of Love&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Dear One, Yes True Healing occurs effortlessly, yes the truth of Love Divine is there right in the pure essence of the Now, the dwelling of past reopening wounds and digging in the wounds is old way of healing. Heals, yet never heals for the reopening continues into layers upon layers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear One see the truth, yes cellular memories, does exist, yes it is a part of you, as past lives yet to heal all is to be in the moment in pure love, to look upon, to heal, not to run away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not misunderstand, see heal, renew through transmission of memory in Now moment, into pure light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, release and be free, if the moment calls for tears do so, for cleansing, yet do not dig up the moment again and again on some issue. Know that issue bought up is to be seen and released, the issue bought up is major program to be seen, yet in major issue, all smaller issues that relate are healed instantly through all time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See this, know this, all time Dear One, do you realize the magnitude of such, do you know the power of one pure moment, this is the mystery revealed, the necessity of going and digging layers reopens that which is healed and gives that said issue power over your being, continually recognize that you beings on that plane chose to re hash memories, re do&lt;br /&gt;programs for there is comfort in emotions and known. One says they want to be healed, yet the releasing of old is missed, the new fearful and unknown. Where it shall lead? So One chooses to be in the past program of familiarity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Release, Dear One and embrace the new, know that love is the gift, blissful love. , Do not be of those who chose program of pain, fear and limitations in the name of Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665013410140785676-905452840786648543?l=choicestolove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ChoicesToLove/~4/461sgHffiBw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://choicestolove.blogspot.com/feeds/905452840786648543/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://choicestolove.blogspot.com/2010/05/power-of-moment.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665013410140785676/posts/default/905452840786648543" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665013410140785676/posts/default/905452840786648543" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ChoicesToLove/~3/461sgHffiBw/power-of-moment.html" title="POWER OF THE MOMENT" /><author><name>Aphrodite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rrT50OQh6dU/TdyTquSKmUI/AAAAAAAAABk/kcTcAq6fTtk/s220/image001MA25895263-0001.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://choicestolove.blogspot.com/2010/05/power-of-moment.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665013410140785676.post-2109891212372819040</id><published>2010-05-21T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T20:57:38.246-07:00</updated><title type="text">CHOICES IN THE NOW OF LOVE</title><content type="html">received 2/96&lt;br /&gt;I am learning to stay in the perfect moment and I observe that which happens to me -and my reaction to it -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned yesterday as I walked along the river how beautiful it is and how I almost missed it if   I hadn't stopped and felt the moment ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; yes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God we are too busy passing all of your wonders, totally unaware of the subtle beauty around us, as we dwell on pains that are long gone  yet linger in our cellular memories. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do we clean it out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By becoming aware  that it's there, by replacing the pain with joyful cellular felt memories, by given power to the joy, rather than the pain.  Yes, it has been a painful journey for all of us and life has it's battles built by us, the choice is to stop the creation of pain and accept the creation of Love and Light.  Give Love and Light more power, rather than taking it for granted, be grateful for the smallest joy, elevate it to the highest honor and breath in the light of love, knowing all is well.  As we create that, ignoring the painful choices of others and not giving it power, acknowledging their creation of such and honouring the value of love and giving Love to all, knowing that  although not visible that somewhere in their being, that Love and Light is being created because of the flow of light being sent out by all Light Workers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know this dear One that you have hit on a very important subject and awareness, know the Light you have and all Light Workers even unaware is being spread cellular and atomically through every being and fiber of the planet. Not one effort through spreading of Love on the planet goes wasted, know that the issue and value of love is being accepted in many forms on the planet, know that the value of love is being honored and all are being participants upon the global healing of Mother Earth -  ....for Now is the perfect order of time and all spontaneous action in Love leads to blissful existence in Love - Dwell not on sorrow and human desires that are not met in the moment.  Be in the Joy of the moment which creates your perfect NOW to Blissful Existence learn what is put before thee yet do not judge Dear One&lt;br /&gt;We Salute Thee&lt;br /&gt;Dear One,&lt;br /&gt;The Hierarchy of Love and Light&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665013410140785676-2109891212372819040?l=choicestolove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ChoicesToLove/~4/3pbesROnsSI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://choicestolove.blogspot.com/feeds/2109891212372819040/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://choicestolove.blogspot.com/2010/05/choices-in-now-of-love.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665013410140785676/posts/default/2109891212372819040" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665013410140785676/posts/default/2109891212372819040" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ChoicesToLove/~3/3pbesROnsSI/choices-in-now-of-love.html" title="CHOICES IN THE NOW OF LOVE" /><author><name>Aphrodite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rrT50OQh6dU/TdyTquSKmUI/AAAAAAAAABk/kcTcAq6fTtk/s220/image001MA25895263-0001.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://choicestolove.blogspot.com/2010/05/choices-in-now-of-love.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665013410140785676.post-351619884492928494</id><published>2010-05-21T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T20:38:20.423-07:00</updated><title type="text">THE MOMENT NOW...CHOOSE HOW YOU USE IT</title><content type="html">Live every moment to the Fullest ... the moment is all that you have ... this moment ... this breath .... are you living your passion ... or are you just existing saying tomorrow, tomorrow i will do this or that ... NOW IS THE ONLY GURANTEE ... live joy NOW ... MAKE EVERY MOMENT COUNT ... each moment is creating your future ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AS PICARD (Captain Picard Star Tek Generations) WOULD SAY ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"MAKE IT SO"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be in Awareness , choose how you experience your precious Moment ...&lt;br /&gt;yes life may give you an ouch... you may take that moment to embrace the ouch, the lesson of that moment now, yet do not  hold on to that ouch, release it and move on to the next experience as soon as you let it go, the sooner you experience the next moment... be it joy or continue to hang on to the pain... your choice... we only have this moment how are YOU going to use it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEAVING YOU WITH LOVE&lt;br /&gt;Marianna&lt;br /&gt;PS&lt;br /&gt;and you are probably asking am i doing as i preach… YOU BET I AM .... AND I AM HAPPIER THAN I HAVE EVER BEEN ... sometimes I go into amnesia, however I quickly stub my toe and  wake up and i am on track again .... those moments add up first it is an hour, then a day, then a week and so forth... i have to make a conscious choice....LOVING MY NOW :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAKE HOLD OF EVERY MOMENT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665013410140785676-351619884492928494?l=choicestolove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ChoicesToLove/~4/E2HM4FE7sGI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://choicestolove.blogspot.com/feeds/351619884492928494/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://choicestolove.blogspot.com/2010/05/moment-nowchoose-how-you-use-it.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665013410140785676/posts/default/351619884492928494" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665013410140785676/posts/default/351619884492928494" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ChoicesToLove/~3/E2HM4FE7sGI/moment-nowchoose-how-you-use-it.html" title="THE MOMENT NOW...CHOOSE HOW YOU USE IT" /><author><name>Aphrodite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rrT50OQh6dU/TdyTquSKmUI/AAAAAAAAABk/kcTcAq6fTtk/s220/image001MA25895263-0001.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://choicestolove.blogspot.com/2010/05/moment-nowchoose-how-you-use-it.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665013410140785676.post-6511375704692832003</id><published>2010-05-21T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T17:07:22.881-07:00</updated><title type="text">WALKING LOVE</title><content type="html">&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is from an email I wrote a friend,  the message seemed so profound that I had to share..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will see that the more you walk in love the more joy you will have in your life... I do not mean the love of us I mean the Love of your Self, Creation, Life, EVERYTHING ... the more you are grateful for just being , just hearing the birds sing in the morning , the fresh air that blows on your face, and able to BREATH, ABEL TO WALK, FEEL, TOUCH, grateful for your job, your home your life, ...loving and forgiving all especially starting from your self, never judge yourself or anyone... just realizing everyone is doing the best they can with what they know and understand at their moment... we are all different , we all have different experiences and thoughts... even our understanding and expression of love is different..we are all doing the best we can with what we know...and actually even the worse doing is doing it out of his misunderstanding of LOVE... the old concept of love was that of control... and many children were controlled til the true freedom o of love was pushed out of them, and they too control, then there is anger over this control, and fear... so know in this we forgive self, and those who controlled ... for as Jesus said forgive them THEY KNOW NOT WHAT THEY DO ... they really do not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in order to be and allow life to exist and love what is ... we come to the understanding that what is and since we are also in the hands of the Divine what is also a plan ... a game ... the plan that we learn and live love...opportunities come for us to experience and learn this in our life times... ..even the negative... these which we dream as negative is challenges to open one up to Love and empowerment... once we learn this or any lesson that is put before us... we are free... the more you learn and live love the more the most positive experiences become Natural to one ... this is when Life begins to be that of Heaven on Earth so to speak and that Heaven is that which is the understanding of those who experience it ...for again all is in the experience and understanding of each individual ...for Heaven to one is not Heaven to another ... and so forth ...but the growth in Love continues....even there and they discover that the Heaven becomes MORE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oops I must turn myself into my human self and get ready for work... as you can see some of my message opened the door for higher guidance ...my guides came in ... I LOVE IT...I AM SURE YOU WILL BE ABLE TO SEE WHEN THEY DID  :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665013410140785676-6511375704692832003?l=choicestolove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ChoicesToLove/~4/DFqr687eFiA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://choicestolove.blogspot.com/feeds/6511375704692832003/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://choicestolove.blogspot.com/2010/05/walking-love.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665013410140785676/posts/default/6511375704692832003" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665013410140785676/posts/default/6511375704692832003" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ChoicesToLove/~3/DFqr687eFiA/walking-love.html" title="WALKING LOVE" /><author><name>Aphrodite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rrT50OQh6dU/TdyTquSKmUI/AAAAAAAAABk/kcTcAq6fTtk/s220/image001MA25895263-0001.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://choicestolove.blogspot.com/2010/05/walking-love.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665013410140785676.post-2732539085136172102</id><published>2010-05-21T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T16:33:46.904-07:00</updated><title type="text">CELEBRATE YOUR BODY</title><content type="html">Written for Maui Vision Magazine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How wonderful our body is. Have you loved your body today?  Have you said thank you to your body for being with you through thick and thin? Do you take your body for granted? If you have not no wonderer the body slows down, shows pain creates age. The body wants to celebrate and you are boring it to death.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try this for a change, have a Joyful Celebration in the body, with the body.  The body is not just cloth that is to be discarded, it is conscious, alive and only creates disease because the body it not being loved, honored and respected, the body is being used as a vehicle that one keeps to clean, to show. Most are keeping it healthy only to be able to use it on earthly journey. Expecting it to be discarded, no wonder the body shuts down and cries in pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The body is a universe, a conscious universe, that through boredom and neglect. Even if one feeds it the "right things" do the "right things" the body shuts down when it is not being loved cherished and honored.  Point of reference, the runner who drops with a heart attack who has done all the "right things" and still drops,  the person who eats all the right foods out of fear, and takes the right vitamins  and still looks like they are unhealthy, although they speak the most flowing words of truth, they sometime look as if they are one foot in the grave.  Why? The body is not being loved, and is not feeling joy, not being joyfully used, no wonder the body cries and it is shouting in pain and shutting down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I know you are saying I am celebrating, I live on Maui, I have the most wonderful sunsets in the world, I have the most wonderful Ohana, I am celebrating.&lt;br /&gt;Yes Yes to all of that. However, if you are complaining, focusing on what is wrong, judging, everything and everyone, criticizing and constantly telling yourself things like i am in pain, I am tired, I use to be able to, and eating just to eat, If you are doing less, fearing more and you find that you are closing yourself in more, you are not celebrating life.  When you wake up in the morning and hear the birds singing, taking that first breath in awareness, are your thoughts on gratitude? Do you wake up in pain?  Did you touch that part of your body that cried for love and criticize it, or think i am in pain, or did you send love to that pain, did you touch that pain and tell your body you loved it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my journey.  When I was divorcing and lived alone in my studio.  There was a time when I woke up in pain and felt so much pain all over my body.  I then became aware of my body and realized she was complaining to me.  I went into a meditation and I felt her love, I had an inner knowing that I had neglected her and had forgotten to live, had forgotten to rejoice and I made a promise to her that I would start living start rejoicing.  I knew she was upset because I had stopped dancing, dancing is my greatest pleasure, my greatest joy and we(my body and I) had had many moments of great Joyful Celebration.  From that moment on we began our journey of self love and celebration, slowly but surely for I had forgotten how to play.  She constantly reminds me when i break my promise and we then begin to play.  My every moment now becomes that of so much LIFE that sometimes I have to stand back in awe and wonder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665013410140785676-2732539085136172102?l=choicestolove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ChoicesToLove/~4/NZmTEwQlIUo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://choicestolove.blogspot.com/feeds/2732539085136172102/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://choicestolove.blogspot.com/2010/05/celebrate-your-body.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665013410140785676/posts/default/2732539085136172102" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665013410140785676/posts/default/2732539085136172102" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ChoicesToLove/~3/NZmTEwQlIUo/celebrate-your-body.html" title="CELEBRATE YOUR BODY" /><author><name>Aphrodite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rrT50OQh6dU/TdyTquSKmUI/AAAAAAAAABk/kcTcAq6fTtk/s220/image001MA25895263-0001.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://choicestolove.blogspot.com/2010/05/celebrate-your-body.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665013410140785676.post-1357330890634855278</id><published>2010-05-21T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T16:31:43.201-07:00</updated><title type="text">CELEBRATE EFFORTLESS JOURNEY</title><content type="html">from an email to friends ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CELEBRATE EFFORTLESS JOURNEY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard a great speaker once and You know that Dewitt had so much to say that evening but for me the greatest was about life how effortless it is when you get into the force and trust , this to me was the story all along to trust yourself, know where you are going, see all things with the eye / heart of love, listen to guidance, trust that guidance and go one step farther, until you finally realize you are no longer flapping, you have learned that your heart will take you effortlessly to your destination, while others are flapping(struggling) you have found the way to soar ( riding the current miles effortlessly to your intended destination and not feel it next thing you know you are there)&lt;br /&gt;The symbolism of the current is to me the force or God or what ever Higher Power one believes in ... even if it is Self... the Higher vision and of course as we  saw the birds in his illustration of these birds flying to Oahu from Molokai ,  were on a Higher plane , caught the current and the rest was a joy ride, so you let go, stop flapping and all is well.&lt;br /&gt;Like my recent event ... I let go ... let God... lived my moments in Love ... and the rest was taken care of....&lt;br /&gt;To ask oneself as he said "what are you celebrating" to choose how you see a thing ... building a Cathedral or breaking stones...your choice how you see what you are doing in your life, servant or lord of the manor.&lt;br /&gt;By living your Passion and opening yourself to be in the" place of Most potential.."&lt;br /&gt;To go beyond your boundaries, or limits set on you by self or society... the quote I liked "it's not trespassing to go beyond your own boundaries" I like that...so I am taking down my personal boundaries and moving on to the unknown of Love.  Celebrating all the way.&lt;br /&gt;He was speaking of Michelangelo, he was asked once how did he decide to create David .."I saw an angel in the stone and I carved to set it free" to have that vision to see a thing and with passion and love bring it forth, continually finding the next right answer... keeping extraordinary vision in focus .... celebrating embracing Change...Change is possibilities  and that is the times of most change is the most possibilities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see it believe it and MAKE IT HAPPEN... quit flapping and ride your thermos" to where ever you are going it can be effortless...struggle isn't it... learn to soar the winds take you higher effortlessly to the next level....&lt;br /&gt;Know self, trust self, love self, be the best of who we are for the world, and yourself for if you are doing the best you can do, you do effect the world.  Whatever is your passion just do it anyway and believe because we are all on that great journey of Life.&lt;br /&gt;Ride the wave of change totally conscious to watch others on the ride, do not carry, hold focus , live every moment of the journey...&lt;br /&gt;remember, not that it's the right answer to many but that it's the best contribution from Self.&lt;br /&gt;we want to sing our song... so do it for self first and the rest will follow&lt;br /&gt;I hope that  you are accomplishing your desired goals, I am, I have finally learned how to catch the wind, and I am soaring effortlessly.&lt;br /&gt; Love to you all.&lt;br /&gt;Marianna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665013410140785676-1357330890634855278?l=choicestolove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ChoicesToLove/~4/ZeSZiHvvnWE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://choicestolove.blogspot.com/feeds/1357330890634855278/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://choicestolove.blogspot.com/2010/05/celebrate-effortless-journey.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665013410140785676/posts/default/1357330890634855278" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665013410140785676/posts/default/1357330890634855278" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ChoicesToLove/~3/ZeSZiHvvnWE/celebrate-effortless-journey.html" title="CELEBRATE EFFORTLESS JOURNEY" /><author><name>Aphrodite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rrT50OQh6dU/TdyTquSKmUI/AAAAAAAAABk/kcTcAq6fTtk/s220/image001MA25895263-0001.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://choicestolove.blogspot.com/2010/05/celebrate-effortless-journey.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665013410140785676.post-1381013866931660195</id><published>2010-05-21T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T16:26:50.286-07:00</updated><title type="text">Getting ready</title><content type="html">Here I am getting ready to experience the next version of the Dream that is Reality.&lt;br /&gt;Here I am getting ready to go home, to "visit" how amazing is that.  This girl who now calls Australia home for 2 years.  Who now is going to visit family and be a "tourist" AH LIFE!!! JOYFUL CELEBRATION ...YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited because of so many things that the words are too many to express.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking love, being love, sharing love....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choices&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my choices being shared, Choices to Love, now a book. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so blessed... my intension to share Love...to share the importance of choosing.... LOVE ...No Matter What...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAGIC THE OUTCOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CELEBRATE LIFE AND AM GRATEFUL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665013410140785676-1381013866931660195?l=choicestolove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ChoicesToLove/~4/8gEopEUsVtE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://choicestolove.blogspot.com/feeds/1381013866931660195/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://choicestolove.blogspot.com/2010/05/getting-ready.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665013410140785676/posts/default/1381013866931660195" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665013410140785676/posts/default/1381013866931660195" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ChoicesToLove/~3/8gEopEUsVtE/getting-ready.html" title="Getting ready" /><author><name>Aphrodite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rrT50OQh6dU/TdyTquSKmUI/AAAAAAAAABk/kcTcAq6fTtk/s220/image001MA25895263-0001.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://choicestolove.blogspot.com/2010/05/getting-ready.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665013410140785676.post-4153651399312414107</id><published>2010-04-20T12:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T12:03:50.781-07:00</updated><title type="text">This is a Test-</title><content type="html">imony of How much I love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665013410140785676-4153651399312414107?l=choicestolove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ChoicesToLove/~4/geuvbfAdkbU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://choicestolove.blogspot.com/feeds/4153651399312414107/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://choicestolove.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-is-test.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665013410140785676/posts/default/4153651399312414107" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1665013410140785676/posts/default/4153651399312414107" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ChoicesToLove/~3/geuvbfAdkbU/this-is-test.html" title="This is a Test-" /><author><name>Aphrodite</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rrT50OQh6dU/TdyTquSKmUI/AAAAAAAAABk/kcTcAq6fTtk/s220/image001MA25895263-0001.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://choicestolove.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-is-test.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>

