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Nothing less. It’s all about my lessons of life that I’m mastering or struggling with. All of it is here.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophersmarks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393833729400778484/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophersmarks.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393833729400778484/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07944027014204515313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBFXdH1XSa3WlQefMQ883ILymQaqhl4w6AfABV8oQvjUHfvSneTVv8Hd51bFGmIp4SK0E0osAYoXMLyUhto26s72_GfDPp4A9bZ5yWa9lK5vuAZQpiB_2KlA2nc7U37FI/s220/Mark+Quad+Remix.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>78</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><blogger:adultContent>true</blogger:adultContent><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4393833729400778484.post-5082082138437122811</id><published>2011-01-22T05:35:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T05:41:11.842-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="2011"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Celebration Calendar"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Pagan"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sabbat"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Wiccan"/><title type='text'>2011 Pagan and Wiccan Celebration Calendar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;http://www.harbourliving.ca/images/events/1318425495.png&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 225px;&quot; src=&quot;http://www.harbourliving.ca/images/events/1318425495.png&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; &gt;“The Wheel of the Year”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Eight Wiccan and Pagan sabbats are ancient holidays that modern Witches and Pagans celebrate still today with feasting, ritual, magic and camaraderie. Each festival offers a captivating opportunity for the Wiccan magic spells and Pagan rituals best suited to the season. Many Wiccans and Pagans choose to begin the celebration of these holidays at sundown the day before the dates given below.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wiccan and Pagan Sabbats and the Seasons&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each of these hallmarks of the Wheel of the Year has its own special feeling in large part due to the close association between Wicca and Paganism in the natural world and its seasons. For some it is found curious that the dates of the sabbats are reversed in the Northern and Southern Hemispheres however this is to reflect this close association between the Wiccan faith and the seasons. Some Wiccans and Pagans slightly alter the dates the Sabbat of Imbolc which marks the return of Spring, to reflect local seasonal variations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Sabbat of Imbolc&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imbolc is celebrated February 2, 2011 in the Northern Hemisphere and August 1, 2011 in the Southern Hemisphere. Imbolc is a time of renewal and celebration for the Wiccan and Pagan community. Celebrate the return of spring with these Imbolc Spells and Rituals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Sabbat of Ostara at the Spring Equinox&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ostara, (Wiccan Easter), takes place March 20, 2011 in the Northern Hemisphere, and September 23, 2011 in the South. Ostara is a time of growth symbolized by the Spring Hare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Sabbat of Beltane&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May 1, 2011 in the Northern Hemisphere and November 1, 2011 in the Southern Hemisphere, Beltane is a festival of fertility symbolized by the union of the God and Goddess. Fires, socializing and being in nature are all fitting celebrations at this time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Sabbat of Litha at the Summer Solstice&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Litha or the Summer Solstice falls on June 21, 2011 in the Northern Hemisphere and December 22, 2011 in the Southern Hemisphere. The Pagan and Wiccan Festival of Litha is an important point in the Wheel of the Year; a time for celebration of the abundance of summer, as well as being a time to prepare for the darkening to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Sabbat of Lughnasadh or Lammas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lughnasadh or Lammas falls on August 1, 2011 in the Northern Hemisphere, and February 2, 2011 in the Southern Hemisphere. The Celtic Festival of Lughnasadh or Lammas celebrates the fertility of the harvest while offering Wiccans and Pagans the opportunity to initiate change in their lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Sabbat of Mabon at the Fall Equinox&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Autumn Equinox festival of Mabon is September 23, 2011 in the Northern Hemisphere and March 20, 2011in the Southern Hemisphere. The Sabbat of Mabon is time of harmony marking the beginning of the turning within for inner spiritual work over the winter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Sabbat of Samhain&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day of Samhain is November 1, 2011 in the Northern Hemisphere, and May 1, 2011 in the Southern Hemisphere, however the Wiccan celebrations of Samhain often begin a sundown on the day before these dates. Samhain is a wonderful time for magic and ritual alongside the more familiar celebrations of Halloween.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Sabbat of Yule at the Winter Solstice&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Sabbat of Yule falls on the Winter solstice on December 22, 2011 in the Northern Hemisphere, and on June 21, 2011 in the Southern Hemisphere. Wiccans choose what to take with them into the New Year, and what to leave behind at the evocative and magical festival of Yule, the Winter Solstice Wicca and Pagan Festival.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Together, Pagans and Wiccans collectively feel the inherent meaning associated with each of the sabbats. The interconnectedness with nature is celebrated by maintaining traditions and rites that date from centuries past.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophersmarks.blogspot.com/feeds/5082082138437122811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4393833729400778484/5082082138437122811?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393833729400778484/posts/default/5082082138437122811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393833729400778484/posts/default/5082082138437122811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophersmarks.blogspot.com/2011/01/2011-pagan-and-wiccan-celebration.html' title='2011 Pagan and Wiccan Celebration Calendar'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07944027014204515313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBFXdH1XSa3WlQefMQ883ILymQaqhl4w6AfABV8oQvjUHfvSneTVv8Hd51bFGmIp4SK0E0osAYoXMLyUhto26s72_GfDPp4A9bZ5yWa9lK5vuAZQpiB_2KlA2nc7U37FI/s220/Mark+Quad+Remix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4393833729400778484.post-5288867484929368586</id><published>2011-01-22T05:28:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T05:34:29.753-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Alcohol"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Do a Good Job"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Excel"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="failure"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Failure in Public"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Finish First"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Get ahead"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Get it done on time"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Get On the Team"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Perfectionism"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Perform"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Samuel Butler |"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Say it right"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="See it through"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Shame"/><title type='text'>Fed Up With Perfectionism?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;http://christophersmark.wordpress.com/files/2009/02/upside-down-proverb.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 768px; height: 1024px;&quot; src=&quot;http://christophersmark.wordpress.com/files/2009/02/upside-down-proverb.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, &#39;Bitstream Charter&#39;, Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; &quot;&gt;&lt;p&gt;&quot;If a thing&#39;s worth doing, it&#39;s worth doing badly.&quot;  -- &lt;a class=&quot;zem_slink&quot; title=&quot;G. K. Chesterton&quot; rel=&quot;wikipedia&quot; href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/G._K._Chesterton&quot; _mce_href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/G._K._Chesterton&quot;&gt;G.K. Chesterton&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ever turn a proverb upside down?  In “&lt;a class=&quot;zem_slink&quot; title=&quot;The Way of All Flesh (Everyman Paperback Classics)&quot; rel=&quot;amazon&quot; href=&quot;http://www.amazon.com/Way-Flesh-Everyman-Paperback-Classics/dp/0460872400%3FSubscriptionId%3D0G81C5DAZ03ZR9WH9X82%26tag%3Dgroovydudesdude%26linkCode%3Dxm2%26camp%3D2025%26creative%3D165953%26creativeASIN%3D0460872400&quot; _mce_href=&quot;http://www.amazon.com/Way-Flesh-Everyman-Paperback-Classics/dp/0460872400%3FSubscriptionId%3D0G81C5DAZ03ZR9WH9X82%26tag%3Dgroovydudesdude%26linkCode%3Dxm2%26camp%3D2025%26creative%3D165953%26creativeASIN%3D0460872400&quot;&gt;Way of All Flesh&lt;/a&gt;” by &lt;a class=&quot;zem_slink&quot; title=&quot;Samuel Butler (novelist)&quot; rel=&quot;wikipedia&quot; href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Samuel_Butler_%28novelist%29&quot; _mce_href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Samuel_Butler_%28novelist%29&quot;&gt;Samuel Butler&lt;/a&gt;, Ernest was annoyed and surprised at his parents for wanting him to be more religious all his life, and when he did, they were still not satisfied. He said to himself that a prophet was not without honors save in his own country, but he had gotten into an odious habit of turning proverbs upside down, and it occurred to him that a country is sometimes not without honor save for its own prophet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It helps sometimes, to see what happens.    Many of us are brought up to believe that we have to do, excel, finish first, get on the team, do a good job, see it through, get it done on time, say it right, get ahead, and on and on, better and better as we go.  Why?  Maybe that&#39;s the way Dad did it; and Grandma did it and that&#39;s just the way it&#39;s supposed to be.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And then, inevitably, we&#39;d fail or fall. So we&#39;d turn back on ourselves in shame, beat ourselves up, maybe turn to alcohol or drugs or some other addiction.  If we were failures in public, then many of us would make up our own private world where failure doesn&#39;t exist.  In this little world fantasy ruled, and in fantasy there are only successes; everybody scores&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But I have come to know that it doesn&#39;t have to be so.  We can break the spell and stop beating ourselves, and get away from Father&#39;s angry voice or that disappointed look on Mother&#39;s face.  We can do things at our own speed, in our own unique way, on our own timeline, just for the joy of doing them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p _mce_style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left; &quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h6 class=&quot;zemanta-related-title&quot; _mce_style=&quot;font-size: 1em;&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 1em; &quot;&gt;Related Articles&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;zemanta-article-ul&quot;&gt;&lt;li class=&quot;zemanta-article-ul-li&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://christophersmark.wordpress.com/2011/01/10/procrastination/&quot; _mce_href=&quot;http://christophersmark.wordpress.com/2011/01/10/procrastination/&quot;&gt;Procrastination&lt;/a&gt; (christophersmark.wordpress.com)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class=&quot;zemanta-article-ul-li&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.converstations.com/2010/10/perfectionism-perfectionish.html&quot; _mce_href=&quot;http://www.converstations.com/2010/10/perfectionism-perfectionish.html&quot;&gt;Perfectionism&lt;/a&gt; (converstations.com)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class=&quot;zemanta-article-ul-li&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://psychcentral.com/blog/archives/2010/12/26/8-ways-to-pitch-perfectionism/&quot; _mce_href=&quot;http://psychcentral.com/blog/archives/2010/12/26/8-ways-to-pitch-perfectionism/&quot;&gt;8 Ways To Pitch Perfectionism&lt;/a&gt; (psychcentral.com)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophersmarks.blogspot.com/feeds/5288867484929368586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4393833729400778484/5288867484929368586?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393833729400778484/posts/default/5288867484929368586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393833729400778484/posts/default/5288867484929368586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophersmarks.blogspot.com/2011/01/fed-up-with-perfectionism.html' title='Fed Up With Perfectionism?'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07944027014204515313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBFXdH1XSa3WlQefMQ883ILymQaqhl4w6AfABV8oQvjUHfvSneTVv8Hd51bFGmIp4SK0E0osAYoXMLyUhto26s72_GfDPp4A9bZ5yWa9lK5vuAZQpiB_2KlA2nc7U37FI/s220/Mark+Quad+Remix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4393833729400778484.post-6631824390889116890</id><published>2009-06-16T17:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T17:26:22.420-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="12 Step Program"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mental Health"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Purpose of Life"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Recovery"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Self-discovery"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Self-improvement"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Spirituality"/><title type='text'>God Loves Me Because I’m Human Not Despite It</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/_FAEJMqH0Lk4/Sjg4KTox1wI/AAAAAAAAFho/AFBxJycywPw/s1600-h/Peace%5B2%5D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px&quot; title=&quot;Peace&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Peace&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0oBWGhYB1f-PqELFf45QoWY5jfOA2erHFLQgFTcQar_t6u4oMu15TWlNbI1oNCY3E_pFvRCSe9Re6lx1GjhmCqbBRXAysiQXAqeNU7DkQlOAl6-Yz566TzD_vOHck4znNlveV2lmrB5M/?imgmax=800&quot; width=&quot;244&quot; height=&quot;235&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;“&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot; face=&quot;Museo 300&quot;&gt;For so it must be, and help me to do my part.”&amp;#160; -- A Tibetan Master&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot; face=&quot;Museo 300&quot;&gt;It’s been said that God exists only in the present. That means we must live in the present if we are to find God.&amp;#160; In God’s eyes, we are worthy and loveable as we are, today.&amp;#160; ‘God never rejects part of creation.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot; face=&quot;Museo 300&quot;&gt;Can we accept that our God, Higher Power or Universe loved us even we were at our very worst? Can we accept that God loves us if we are struggling, or slipping today?&amp;#160; If this happens, we can pick ourselves up again and make better choices and pray to God for help.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot; face=&quot;Museo 300&quot;&gt;The power of the present makes it possible for God to love each one of us unconditionally because God doesn’t expect us to be perfect, just willing to do our very best.&amp;#160; Only in the present do we have the power to choose our attitudes and actions, and it is this freedom that links us to God’s power.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  </content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophersmarks.blogspot.com/feeds/6631824390889116890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4393833729400778484/6631824390889116890?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393833729400778484/posts/default/6631824390889116890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393833729400778484/posts/default/6631824390889116890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophersmarks.blogspot.com/2009/06/god-loves-me-because-im-human-not.html' title='God Loves Me Because I’m Human Not Despite It'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07944027014204515313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBFXdH1XSa3WlQefMQ883ILymQaqhl4w6AfABV8oQvjUHfvSneTVv8Hd51bFGmIp4SK0E0osAYoXMLyUhto26s72_GfDPp4A9bZ5yWa9lK5vuAZQpiB_2KlA2nc7U37FI/s220/Mark+Quad+Remix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0oBWGhYB1f-PqELFf45QoWY5jfOA2erHFLQgFTcQar_t6u4oMu15TWlNbI1oNCY3E_pFvRCSe9Re6lx1GjhmCqbBRXAysiQXAqeNU7DkQlOAl6-Yz566TzD_vOHck4znNlveV2lmrB5M/s72-c?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4393833729400778484.post-6104692059448413709</id><published>2009-05-25T17:10:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T05:52:20.031-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="12 Step Program"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Addiction"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Fear"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Opinion"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Personal Growth"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Relationships"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Self-discovery"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Self-improvement"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Spirituality"/><title type='text'>Better Bend Than Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh5.ggpht.com/_FAEJMqH0Lk4/ShszY7CixjI/AAAAAAAAEJU/RdpxujCfI2M/s1600-h/Snow%20Trees%20162%5B2%5D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px&quot; title=&quot;Snow Trees 162&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Snow Trees 162&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzr-KD37kBmLBD0zFjx7NSsJSHeuSbj_94GWj8qgBIR75xE6OyH0W8tXSwm-eWFKCJBHXorK8iUHvdWWjjcNr8xjFO3jSp3kXvfJKoHke9KQsu38eoXuH2-HcIBnmKDtkZb8wC4dPDf5M/?imgmax=800&quot; width=&quot;244&quot; height=&quot;241&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;There’s an old fable about the competition between the reed and the oak during a gale storm.  As the wind howled, the oak boasted, while the reed said nothing.  The wind became a tempest, and the reed bent down flexibly to the ground.  The oak fell, uprooted.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;Sometimes we seem strong but we are just being stubborn.  We become rigid in our moral positions and don’t even try to understand the problems of those around us.  We like to be thought of as uncompromising and tough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;Maybe we’re frightened.  Perhaps we fear that if we even start to compromise we will be lost; on sign of weakness and the dam will burst and we’ll be up to our old tricks again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;Don’t confuse rigidity with true strength.  To be strong we need to be tolerant, responsive, and gentle.  We need to be strong in a loving, flexible, human way.  This is a central part of one’s personal growth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophersmarks.blogspot.com/feeds/6104692059448413709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4393833729400778484/6104692059448413709?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393833729400778484/posts/default/6104692059448413709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393833729400778484/posts/default/6104692059448413709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophersmarks.blogspot.com/2009/05/better-bend-than-break.html' title='Better Bend Than Break'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07944027014204515313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBFXdH1XSa3WlQefMQ883ILymQaqhl4w6AfABV8oQvjUHfvSneTVv8Hd51bFGmIp4SK0E0osAYoXMLyUhto26s72_GfDPp4A9bZ5yWa9lK5vuAZQpiB_2KlA2nc7U37FI/s220/Mark+Quad+Remix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzr-KD37kBmLBD0zFjx7NSsJSHeuSbj_94GWj8qgBIR75xE6OyH0W8tXSwm-eWFKCJBHXorK8iUHvdWWjjcNr8xjFO3jSp3kXvfJKoHke9KQsu38eoXuH2-HcIBnmKDtkZb8wC4dPDf5M/s72-c?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4393833729400778484.post-5661008634936286677</id><published>2009-05-25T16:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T16:42:51.059-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="About Me"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life&#39;s Lessons"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mental Health"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Opinion"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Personal Growth"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Self concept"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Self-discovery"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Self-forgiveness"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Self-improvement"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Self-will"/><title type='text'>What I Want is to be Myself Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/_FAEJMqH0Lk4/Shss7rRV8bI/AAAAAAAAEIQ/nnYC4tQuKgo/s1600-h/Mark%20artistic%20photo%20edit%202%5B2%5D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px&quot; title=&quot;Mark artistic photo edit 2&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Mark artistic photo edit 2&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggnyYHhIm6SSani2cP7TIeIerPzUV0TMdAoMBGQjUMWwkGvPEFS0x6zkU_HcGz1V7NyGWLTUx4AG5B59O_al3JJfvPjsmTT_ZaMfSz44VRhF1BPondRubQpkrjpl0uPGa-QpzhhizM27o/?imgmax=800&quot; width=&quot;244&quot; height=&quot;179&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;I’m learning that when we lose faith in our feelings, we lose faith in ourselves and become outer-directed. That is, we look to the world to tell us how to feel and what to do.&amp;#160; We seek approval and love from others so we can prove to ourselves that we are worthy.&amp;#160; Paradoxically, to be outer-directed is to be self-absorbed. How can this be?&amp;#160; We feel so unsure of who we are , that we cannot let go, be spontaneous or real. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;We can reclaim ourselves by becoming inner-directed.&amp;#160; This means looking within ourselves for the direction we need.&amp;#160; When we’re just beginning to learn to trust our feelings, this can seem to be truly agonizing.&amp;#160; It means trusting the reality of our needs and our right to express them.&amp;#160; Only then can we find the faith in ourselves and in life, that we have lacked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;Becoming inner-directed takes self-acceptance and self-love.&amp;#160; It also takes time. Until then, there will be no real peace because it is the only way to find ourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  </content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophersmarks.blogspot.com/feeds/5661008634936286677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4393833729400778484/5661008634936286677?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393833729400778484/posts/default/5661008634936286677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393833729400778484/posts/default/5661008634936286677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophersmarks.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-i-want-is-to-be-myself-again.html' title='What I Want is to be Myself Again'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07944027014204515313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBFXdH1XSa3WlQefMQ883ILymQaqhl4w6AfABV8oQvjUHfvSneTVv8Hd51bFGmIp4SK0E0osAYoXMLyUhto26s72_GfDPp4A9bZ5yWa9lK5vuAZQpiB_2KlA2nc7U37FI/s220/Mark+Quad+Remix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggnyYHhIm6SSani2cP7TIeIerPzUV0TMdAoMBGQjUMWwkGvPEFS0x6zkU_HcGz1V7NyGWLTUx4AG5B59O_al3JJfvPjsmTT_ZaMfSz44VRhF1BPondRubQpkrjpl0uPGa-QpzhhizM27o/s72-c?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4393833729400778484.post-1606055278386596228</id><published>2009-05-23T11:05:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T05:53:00.373-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Faith"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life&#39;s Lessons"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Opinion"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Spirituality"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Trust Personal Growth"/><title type='text'>Faith Is</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh6.ggpht.com/_FAEJMqH0Lk4/Shg67YfUbiI/AAAAAAAAD24/g_zr_ApcdR4/s1600-h/faith_still%5B4%5D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px&quot; title=&quot;faith_still&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;faith_still&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqQx7j0OcbN1DXD1NmGllGEycAS6c5UlPTjIuME-gOTTSdtUP1-WGDhlk1qlb6-gkh3wgYE0hCmVTMMqmtk8784RdqEMtXGO4Jhe9RW8Hn27nTArTzOacsTMKjqR1uqDv7j9Qqz0VynJk/?imgmax=800&quot; width=&quot;278&quot; height=&quot;287&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span  &gt;Faith is putting all your eggs in God&#39;s basket, then counting your blessings before they hatch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;&lt;span  &gt; -- Ramona C. Carroll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophersmarks.blogspot.com/feeds/1606055278386596228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4393833729400778484/1606055278386596228?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393833729400778484/posts/default/1606055278386596228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393833729400778484/posts/default/1606055278386596228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophersmarks.blogspot.com/2009/05/faith-is.html' title='Faith Is'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07944027014204515313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBFXdH1XSa3WlQefMQ883ILymQaqhl4w6AfABV8oQvjUHfvSneTVv8Hd51bFGmIp4SK0E0osAYoXMLyUhto26s72_GfDPp4A9bZ5yWa9lK5vuAZQpiB_2KlA2nc7U37FI/s220/Mark+Quad+Remix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqQx7j0OcbN1DXD1NmGllGEycAS6c5UlPTjIuME-gOTTSdtUP1-WGDhlk1qlb6-gkh3wgYE0hCmVTMMqmtk8784RdqEMtXGO4Jhe9RW8Hn27nTArTzOacsTMKjqR1uqDv7j9Qqz0VynJk/s72-c?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4393833729400778484.post-1380034057259284461</id><published>2009-05-23T10:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T10:59:12.302-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Gemini"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Horoscope"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Opinion"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Personal Growth"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Spirituality"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Zodiac"/><title type='text'>The Duality of Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh6.ggpht.com/_FAEJMqH0Lk4/Shg5VCYN1jI/AAAAAAAAD2w/mqdwUP7J52Y/s1600-h/duality%20of%20me.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px&quot; title=&quot;duality of me&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;duality of me&quot; src=&quot;http://lh5.ggpht.com/_FAEJMqH0Lk4/Shg5bF3Y96I/AAAAAAAAD20/cL4xqcEqdKI/duality%20of%20me_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; width=&quot;244&quot; height=&quot;179&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I am a Gemini. There was a time when I was ashamed to say that I&#39;m a Gemini.&amp;#160; People would begin to go off about how horrible their entire life experience has been with us Gems.&amp;#160; Really.&amp;#160; And then they&#39;d hurl their judgments of me (cloaked as comparisons of course), by the time they were done, I felt like an inappropriate, over talkative, manipulative ass. I&#39;d try to recover by saying, &amp;quot;I&#39;m gregarious&amp;quot;.&amp;#160; But you wouldn&#39;t even believe the number of individuals that chose to believe that I&#39;m not a safe person to be around - because I&#39;m a Gemini.&amp;#160; Well let me tell you this: there is a duality about me.&amp;#160; And it&#39;s all good. Sure, I may be Bi-polar.&amp;#160; But that&#39;s all good too. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Some of my friends and family actually enjoy that I&#39;m a Gemini.&amp;#160; My duality.&amp;#160; Yes, there seems to be two of me in many aspects of my life.&amp;#160; But to a degree, it balances me.&amp;#160; I still love myself when I hate myself.&amp;#160; See myself as honest when I&#39;m lying.&amp;#160; See myself as creative when I feel like a slug.&amp;#160; See what I mean?&amp;#160; And you know what?&amp;#160; I &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;am&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;gregarious&lt;/i&gt;!&amp;#160; I love people.&amp;#160; Love to hate &#39;em and love to love &#39;em.&amp;#160; Sometimes I love too fast.&amp;#160; Sometimes I want all that I cannot have or possess.&amp;#160; But overall, I love who I am, and am happy that I&#39;m loved by someone else.&lt;/p&gt;  </content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophersmarks.blogspot.com/feeds/1380034057259284461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4393833729400778484/1380034057259284461?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393833729400778484/posts/default/1380034057259284461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393833729400778484/posts/default/1380034057259284461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophersmarks.blogspot.com/2009/05/duality-of-me.html' title='The Duality of Me'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07944027014204515313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBFXdH1XSa3WlQefMQ883ILymQaqhl4w6AfABV8oQvjUHfvSneTVv8Hd51bFGmIp4SK0E0osAYoXMLyUhto26s72_GfDPp4A9bZ5yWa9lK5vuAZQpiB_2KlA2nc7U37FI/s220/Mark+Quad+Remix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_FAEJMqH0Lk4/Shg5bF3Y96I/AAAAAAAAD20/cL4xqcEqdKI/s72-c/duality%20of%20me_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4393833729400778484.post-9151981354177652748</id><published>2009-05-23T10:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T10:38:16.439-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life&#39;s Lessons"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mental Health"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Personal Growth"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Recovery"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Relationships"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Spirituality"/><title type='text'>Real Connection</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh4.ggpht.com/_FAEJMqH0Lk4/Shg0ckM9TsI/AAAAAAAAD2o/dBoU_Jh1axw/s1600-h/3%20abstract%20people.bmp%5B2%5D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px&quot; title=&quot;3 abstract people.bmp&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;3 abstract people.bmp&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi37ms_oVVVYaCoHhuqXjMpHWv_Pa50WVMaPF7bMhn35TN7DE8U5i244knLHwm5QMjcG5UGiPoksOwMyASv4nPhyphenhyphenTSFV88q51DPH1xhyphenhyphenzRU2ePpmgtPkwPb2DxZtjuaorv_cdzUPEXFZK0/?imgmax=800&quot; width=&quot;244&quot; height=&quot;179&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Life delights in life.”&amp;#160; -- William Blake&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;How do we connect with other people?&amp;#160; Do we rely on conflict, suffering, manipulation, gossip or one-up-man ship?&amp;#160; Do we create relationships that can be controlled safely and then call that “reality?”&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Real connection requires two people, both wanting to be in the relationship, to approach each other as equals.&amp;#160; A good relationship brings us happiness, growth and a satisfying feeling of closeness.&amp;#160; We are able to be ourselves, without adjusting our beliefs or behavior to please the other person or to maintain the relationship.&amp;#160; The moment we abandon our equality, we have a power struggle, not a relationship.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Previously,the only connections we made was between us and a hunger and an appetite that was never filled.&amp;#160; Once we began our process of personal growth we began to enjoy the real connections with people; the true joy that comes with giving and receiving.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  </content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophersmarks.blogspot.com/feeds/9151981354177652748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4393833729400778484/9151981354177652748?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393833729400778484/posts/default/9151981354177652748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393833729400778484/posts/default/9151981354177652748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophersmarks.blogspot.com/2009/05/real-connection.html' title='Real Connection'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07944027014204515313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBFXdH1XSa3WlQefMQ883ILymQaqhl4w6AfABV8oQvjUHfvSneTVv8Hd51bFGmIp4SK0E0osAYoXMLyUhto26s72_GfDPp4A9bZ5yWa9lK5vuAZQpiB_2KlA2nc7U37FI/s220/Mark+Quad+Remix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi37ms_oVVVYaCoHhuqXjMpHWv_Pa50WVMaPF7bMhn35TN7DE8U5i244knLHwm5QMjcG5UGiPoksOwMyASv4nPhyphenhyphenTSFV88q51DPH1xhyphenhyphenzRU2ePpmgtPkwPb2DxZtjuaorv_cdzUPEXFZK0/s72-c?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4393833729400778484.post-5292803438936633004</id><published>2009-05-23T10:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T10:34:16.343-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Death"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Fear"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Fear of Dying"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life&#39;s Lessons"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Opinion"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Personal Growth"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Spirituality"/><title type='text'>Afraid of Dying</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh3.ggpht.com/_FAEJMqH0Lk4/ShgzL9SDPqI/AAAAAAAAD2g/sz580wb1fLw/s1600-h/Home%5B4%5D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px&quot; title=&quot;Home&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Home&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggutHQWYHKpr9NiLtG9eK7rabrMVO4034vI8aEth69OmbaoWGjfCE1zBFI3FdGUAoQwTZBCcSloJ4spIm4g8lMm8gG6XN6c2pTtbRctEJ6GljxI5nl0a9tsQCoCBd2mUDa_ZvWRk35o6g/?imgmax=800&quot; width=&quot;280&quot; height=&quot;214&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot; face=&quot;Museo 300&quot;&gt;What I fear most about dying, is not knowing for sure where I’m going. I remember when I was in training as an orderly at a nursing home in Milwaukee, Wisconsin, the training instructor taught us to never just get behind the wheelchair of a patient and start pushing. She explained that while a resident is sitting in their wheelchair, perhaps even dozing off, that the initial start can frighten them half to death, and that not informing the resident beforehand like this, “I’m going to take you to the dining room now, Mr. Schmitz”, erodes the dignity of a resident. They may feel a loss of control. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot; face=&quot;Museo 300&quot;&gt;Would mother Universe please tell me what it will be like? I have begun to form my own concept. By working on this gradually, I’ve noticed that my anxiety over transitioning has lessened to a degree. My version that I’m comfortable with for now, goes something like this:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot; face=&quot;Museo 300&quot;&gt;My version is much like what the renowned psychic, Sylvia Browne suggests in her books, which is gleaned from her own psychic journeys beyond with her spiritual guides and from her impressions during psychic readings. In her version, which I easily claim as my own belief, is that the actual transition itself is painless, and that there is no further attachment to this physical world in the mind.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot; face=&quot;Museo 300&quot;&gt;A tremendous and brilliant white light is our Guide and we will have an overwhelming sense of trust and love in our Guide. Others who have gone before us are there to greet us. Even those beloved pets we lost are there! I’ll see my grandfathers, my mom, even my dogs Heidi, Jessie, and oh my dear CoCo. And my cats Samantha and Maya!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot; face=&quot;Museo 300&quot;&gt;Everyone on the other side looks the way they did when they were around 35 years of age. Communication isn’t through words any longer but rather telepathically. There is a continuous beautiful melody of music everywhere. Time on the other side is different from this world that we know now. What we know as a lifetime to us here is a mere blink of the eye on the other side. Before we know it, those that we left in this world, are right behind us. That comforts me knowing that Christopher won’t be too far behind. I worry about how he’ll manage when I’m gone.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot; face=&quot;Museo 300&quot;&gt;It has been explained to me that we didn’t know where we were going when we were born, or came to this world, and that it is OK not knowing or fully understanding where we’re going when we make our transition. That’s something I’ll have to work on; trusting in mother Universe’s ability to take care of me. Even the last leg of life’s journey is packed full with lessons. Right up until the bell sounds for the next class to begin. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  </content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophersmarks.blogspot.com/feeds/5292803438936633004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4393833729400778484/5292803438936633004?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393833729400778484/posts/default/5292803438936633004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393833729400778484/posts/default/5292803438936633004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophersmarks.blogspot.com/2009/05/afraid-of-dying.html' title='Afraid of Dying'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07944027014204515313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBFXdH1XSa3WlQefMQ883ILymQaqhl4w6AfABV8oQvjUHfvSneTVv8Hd51bFGmIp4SK0E0osAYoXMLyUhto26s72_GfDPp4A9bZ5yWa9lK5vuAZQpiB_2KlA2nc7U37FI/s220/Mark+Quad+Remix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggutHQWYHKpr9NiLtG9eK7rabrMVO4034vI8aEth69OmbaoWGjfCE1zBFI3FdGUAoQwTZBCcSloJ4spIm4g8lMm8gG6XN6c2pTtbRctEJ6GljxI5nl0a9tsQCoCBd2mUDa_ZvWRk35o6g/s72-c?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4393833729400778484.post-2794574410619382886</id><published>2009-05-23T10:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T10:26:00.545-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="About Me"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Friendships"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Personal Growth"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Self-discovery"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Song Lyrics"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Spirituality"/><title type='text'>Defying Gravity From the Broadway Musical “Wicked”</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: none; padding-top: 0px&quot; id=&quot;scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:bee9e60f-205c-40fd-9bc6-d09f07be0458&quot; class=&quot;wlWriterEditableSmartContent&quot;&gt;&lt;div id=&quot;9465426d-4ab3-4386-bf8c-8d91089c9541&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0px; padding: 0px; display: inline;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MRUeEJQSKbs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&quot; target=&quot;_new&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://lh4.ggpht.com/_FAEJMqH0Lk4/ShgxoryN4QI/AAAAAAAAD2c/LuLh2e2ADGU/videoae849d73616d%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;border-style: none&quot; galleryimg=&quot;no&quot; onload=&quot;var downlevelDiv = document.getElementById(&#39;9465426d-4ab3-4386-bf8c-8d91089c9541&#39;); downlevelDiv.innerHTML = &amp;quot;&amp;lt;div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;object width=\&amp;quot;425\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;355\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name=\&amp;quot;movie\&amp;quot; value=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/MRUeEJQSKbs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/param&amp;gt;&amp;lt;embed src=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/MRUeEJQSKbs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot; 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   &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;(Sung) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;I hope you&#39;re happy!&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p&gt;I hope you&#39;re happy now&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;I hope you&#39;re happy how you&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Hurt your cause forever&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;I hope you think you&#39;re clever!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;text-decoration: underline&quot;&gt;ELPHABA&lt;/span&gt;      &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; I hope you&#39;re happy&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p&gt;I hope you&#39;re happy, too&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;I hope you&#39;re proud how you&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Would grovel in submission&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;To feed your own ambition&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;text-decoration: underline&quot;&gt;BOTH&lt;/span&gt;      &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; So though I can&#39;t imagine how&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p&gt;I hope you&#39;re happy right now&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;text-decoration: underline&quot;&gt;GLINDA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p&gt;(Spoken) &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;Elphie, listen to me. Just say you&#39;re sorry:&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;(Sung) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;You can still be with the Wizard&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p&gt;What you&#39;ve worked and waited for&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;You can have all you ever wanted:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;text-decoration: underline&quot;&gt;ELPHABA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p&gt;(Spoken)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;I know:&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;(Sung) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;But I don&#39;t want it -&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p&gt;No - I can&#39;t want it&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Anymore:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;Something has changed within me&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Something is not the same&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;I&#39;m through with playing by the rules&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Of someone else&#39;s game&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Too late for second-guessing&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Too late to go back to sleep&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;It&#39;s time to trust my instincts&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Close my eyes: and leap!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;It&#39;s time to try&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Defying gravity&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;I think I&#39;ll try&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Defying gravity&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;And you can&#39;t pull me down!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;text-decoration: underline&quot;&gt;GLINDA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Can&#39;t I make you understand?&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;You&#39;re having delusions of grandeur:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;text-decoration: underline&quot;&gt;ELPHABA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p&gt;I&#39;m through accepting limits&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&#39;Cuz someone says they&#39;re so&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Some things I cannot change&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;But till I try, I&#39;ll never know!&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Too long I&#39;ve been afraid of&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Losing love I guess I&#39;ve lost&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Well, if that&#39;s love&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;It comes at much too high a cost!&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;I&#39;d sooner buy&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Defying gravity&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Kiss me goodbye&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;I&#39;m defying gravity&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;And you can&#39;t pull me down:&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;(Spoken) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;Glinda - come with me. Think of what we could&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p&gt;do: together.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;(Sung) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;Unlimited&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Together we&#39;re unlimited&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Together we&#39;ll be the greatest team&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;There&#39;s ever been&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Glinda -&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Dreams, the way we planned &#39;em&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;text-decoration: underline&quot;&gt;GLINDA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p&gt;If we work in tandem:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;text-decoration: underline&quot;&gt;BOTH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p&gt;There&#39;s no fight we cannot win&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Just you and I&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Defying gravity&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;With you and I&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Defying gravity&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;text-decoration: underline&quot;&gt;ELPHABA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p&gt;They&#39;ll never bring us down!&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;(Spoken) Well? Are you coming?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;text-decoration: underline&quot;&gt;GLINDA&lt;/span&gt;      &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; I hope you&#39;re happy&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Now that you&#39;re choosing this&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;text-decoration: underline&quot;&gt;ELPHABA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p&gt;(Spoken) &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;You too&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;(Sung) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;I&amp;#160; hope it brings you bliss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;text-decoration: underline&quot;&gt;BOTH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p&gt;I really hope you get it&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;And you don&#39;t live to regret it&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;I hope you&#39;re happy in the end&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;I hope you&#39;re happy, my friend:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;text-decoration: underline&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;ELPHABA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;So if you care to find me&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Look to the western sky!&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;As someone told me lately:&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Everyone deserves the chance to fly!&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;And if I&#39;m flying solo&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;At least I&#39;m flying free&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;To those who&#39;d ground me&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Take a message back from me&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Tell them how I am&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Defying gravity&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;I&#39;m flying high&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Defying gravity&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;And soon I&#39;ll match them in renown&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;And nobody in all of Oz&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;No Wizard that there is or was&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Is ever gonna bring me down!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;text-decoration: underline&quot;&gt;GLINDA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p&gt;I hope you&#39;re happy!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;text-decoration: underline&quot;&gt;CITIZENS OF OZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Look at her, she&#39;s wicked!&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Get her!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;ELPHABA&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p&gt;:Bring me down!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;text-decoration: underline&quot;&gt;CITIZENS OF OZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p&gt;No one mourns the wicked&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;So we&#39;ve got to bring her&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;text-decoration: underline&quot;&gt;ELPHABA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Ahhh!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;text-decoration: underline&quot;&gt;CITIZENS OF OZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 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The Purpose of Our Relationships</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:small;&quot;&gt;I love the Broadway musical &lt;em&gt;Wicked&lt;strong&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;For those readers unfamiliar with the story, it is based on the best-selling novel, &lt;em&gt;Wicked: The Life and Times of the Wicked Witch of the West&lt;/em&gt; by Gregory McGuire which runs parallel to the classic novel by L. Frank Baum, &lt;em&gt;The Wonderful Wizard of Oz&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wicked&lt;/em&gt; tells the story of Elphaba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:small;&quot;&gt;, the future &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:small;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wicked Witch of the West&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:small;&quot;&gt; and her relationship with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:small;&quot;&gt;Glinda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:small;&quot;&gt;, the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:small;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Good Witch of the North&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:small;&quot;&gt;. Their friendship causes them to face their opposing personalities and viewpoints, rivalry over the same love-interest, their reactions to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:small;&quot;&gt;Wizard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:small;&quot;&gt;&#39;s corrupt government and ultimately, Elphaba&#39;s public fall from grace. The plot is set mostly before &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:small;&quot;&gt;Dorothy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:small;&quot;&gt;&#39;s arrival from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:small;&quot;&gt;Kansas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:small;&quot;&gt; and includes several references to well-known scenes and dialogue in the 1939 film &lt;em&gt;The Wizard of Oz&lt;/em&gt; as a back-story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:small;&quot;&gt;Wicked is running here in the Phoenix metro area at Tempe’s Gammage Auditorium throughout the month of July, 2009. Find out if Wicked is coming to your area and check this musical out.  In the meantime, I wanted to share the lyrics to a song from Wicked.  The song is sung between Elphaba and Glinda, just before the finale.  I&#39;ve shared the lyrics to Defying Gravity from Wicked in an earlier post. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;object width=&quot;500&quot; height=&quot;405&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/qtMN3mXmvqU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowFullScreen&quot; value=&quot;true&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowscriptaccess&quot; value=&quot;always&quot;&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/qtMN3mXmvqU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; allowscriptaccess=&quot;always&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;true&quot; width=&quot;500&quot; height=&quot;405&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;text-decoration: underline;&quot;&gt;For Good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:x-small;&quot;&gt;(Elphaba) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:x-small;&quot;&gt;I&#39;m limited &lt;br /&gt;Just look at me - I&#39;m limited.  &lt;br /&gt;And just look at you  &lt;br /&gt;You can do all I couldn&#39;t do, Glinda.  &lt;br /&gt;So now it&#39;s up to you  &lt;br /&gt;For both of us - now it&#39;s up to you...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:x-small;&quot;&gt;(Glinda) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:x-small;&quot;&gt;I&#39;ve heard it said &lt;br /&gt;That people come into our lives for a reason  &lt;br /&gt;Bringing something we must learn  &lt;br /&gt;And we are led  &lt;br /&gt;To those who help us most to grow  &lt;br /&gt;If we let them  &lt;br /&gt;And we help them in return  &lt;br /&gt;Well, I don&#39;t know if I believe that&#39;s true  &lt;br /&gt;But I know I&#39;m who I am today  &lt;br /&gt;Because I knew you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:x-small;&quot;&gt;Like a comet pulled from orbit &lt;br /&gt;As it passes a sun  &lt;br /&gt;Like a stream that meets a boulder  &lt;br /&gt;Halfway through the wood  &lt;br /&gt;Who can say if I&#39;ve been changed for the better?  &lt;br /&gt;But because I knew you  &lt;br /&gt;I have been changed for good  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:x-small;&quot;&gt;(Elphaba) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:x-small;&quot;&gt;It well may be &lt;br /&gt;That we will never meet again  &lt;br /&gt;In this lifetime  &lt;br /&gt;So let me say before we part  &lt;br /&gt;So much of me  &lt;br /&gt;Is made of what I learned from you  &lt;br /&gt;You&#39;ll be with me  &lt;br /&gt;Like a handprint on my heart  &lt;br /&gt;And now whatever way our stories end  &lt;br /&gt;I know you have re-written mine  &lt;br /&gt;By being my friend...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:x-small;&quot;&gt;Like a ship blown from its mooring &lt;br /&gt;By a wind off the sea  &lt;br /&gt;Like a seed dropped by a sky bird  &lt;br /&gt;In a distant wood  &lt;br /&gt;Who can say if I&#39;ve been changed for the better?  &lt;br /&gt;But because I knew you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:x-small;&quot;&gt;(Glinda) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:x-small;&quot;&gt;Because I knew you &lt;br /&gt;(Both) I have been changed for good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:x-small;&quot;&gt;(Elphaba) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:x-small;&quot;&gt;And just to clear the air &lt;br /&gt;I ask forgiveness  &lt;br /&gt;For the thing I&#39;ve done you blame me for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:x-small;&quot;&gt;(Glinda) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:x-small;&quot;&gt;But then, I guess we know &lt;br /&gt;There&#39;s blame to share  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:x-small;&quot;&gt;(Both) And none of it seems to matter anymore &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:x-small;&quot;&gt;(Glinda) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:x-small;&quot;&gt;Like a comet pulled from orbit &lt;br /&gt;As it passes a sun  &lt;br /&gt;Like a stream that meets a boulder  &lt;br /&gt;Halfway through the wood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:x-small;&quot;&gt;(Elphaba) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:x-small;&quot;&gt;Like a ship blown from its mooring &lt;br /&gt;By a wind off the sea  &lt;br /&gt;Like a seed dropped by a bird in the wood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:x-small;&quot;&gt;(Both)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:x-small;&quot;&gt;Who can say if I&#39;ve been &lt;br /&gt;Changed for the better?  &lt;br /&gt;I do believe I have been  &lt;br /&gt;Changed for the better  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:x-small;&quot;&gt;(Glinda) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:x-small;&quot;&gt;And because I knew you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:x-small;&quot;&gt;(Elphaba) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:x-small;&quot;&gt;Because I knew you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:x-small;&quot;&gt;(Both) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:x-small;&quot;&gt;Because I knew you... &lt;br /&gt;I have been changed for good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:small;&quot;&gt;This song has inspired me at a time when I have been feeling challenged by my relationships.  Some of my relationships seem static and difficult.  I have begun to wonder if it would be in the best interest of both of us to move along. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophersmarks.blogspot.com/feeds/5601700754054097433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4393833729400778484/5601700754054097433?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393833729400778484/posts/default/5601700754054097433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393833729400778484/posts/default/5601700754054097433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophersmarks.blogspot.com/2009/05/to-what-end-purpose-of-our.html' title='To What End?  The Purpose of Our Relationships'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07944027014204515313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBFXdH1XSa3WlQefMQ883ILymQaqhl4w6AfABV8oQvjUHfvSneTVv8Hd51bFGmIp4SK0E0osAYoXMLyUhto26s72_GfDPp4A9bZ5yWa9lK5vuAZQpiB_2KlA2nc7U37FI/s220/Mark+Quad+Remix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4393833729400778484.post-626307572509872893</id><published>2009-05-23T10:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T10:05:26.383-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="About Me"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Addiction"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Artistic"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Creativity"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Inner self"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life&#39;s Lessons"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Opinion"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Personal Growth"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Recovery"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Self expression"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Self-discovery"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Self-improvement"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Spirituality"/><title type='text'>Art is Meant to Disturb</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPAOvuMpM9BsNj1oTyQMviRd63H8-JV8tTvnaEVF7XZWexK0tDfiam34BgNyiSu_x613YlUj5Dz1aT4OFvLeWcOWA-MQF4FJCzfBr50x2db2Gxmh848EZkTgOZK-cX1-Lmw3WEQxq8JE0/s1600-h/Mask%20of%20Mental%20Illness%202%5B2%5D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px&quot; title=&quot;Mask of Mental Illness 2&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Mask of Mental Illness 2&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4-uKddfDvlqHh-9Z252UXyYJwWYyX7v-lA_jflWhOcOgH76Bj2AxtG-6XxiAPcukyCDKinM8aI1iXg4_TAyNVAftTeUt0qWimuwvhkcgxbuIuDKIZM7k4ZNP7rQU_0uqSo_FdNDWm-7o/?imgmax=800&quot; width=&quot;244&quot; height=&quot;179&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Mask of Mental Illness – By Christopher Dale Eshenbaugh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot; face=&quot;Museo 300&quot;&gt;I can see that my new life will be full of the unknown, but that is what can make it exciting and creative. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot; face=&quot;Museo 300&quot;&gt;Many great artists were neglected or even abused during their lifetime because their work was considered too provocative.&amp;#160; Painters like Van Gogh, poets like Blake or Poe, and novelists like James Joyce were pushed out to the margins of society because their vision was too disturbing.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot; face=&quot;Museo 300&quot;&gt;Most of us like a comfortable life, and those of us who are addicted to one high or another may not want to be troubled by new ways of seeing and imagining the world.&amp;#160; Yet, the day comes when our addiction no longer satisfies us and we begin to long for a new vision and version of our lives.&amp;#160; Art can help us in our recovery.&amp;#160; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot; face=&quot;Museo 300&quot;&gt;Art allows us to change our way of looking and living, even if at first the change is disturbing.&amp;#160; Like artists, we can create new images and new patterns for our lives.&amp;#160; At first, it may be painful.&amp;#160; Old, comfortable habits die hard!&amp;#160; But, as we move forward, taking our little baby steps, by baby steps, we come to see that it’s exciting to be on the move and even at the frontier of new, creative endeavors.&amp;#160; Creativity, after all, comes from loving ourselves and others.&amp;#160; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  </content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophersmarks.blogspot.com/feeds/626307572509872893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4393833729400778484/626307572509872893?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393833729400778484/posts/default/626307572509872893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393833729400778484/posts/default/626307572509872893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophersmarks.blogspot.com/2009/05/art-is-meant-to-disturb.html' title='Art is Meant to Disturb'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07944027014204515313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBFXdH1XSa3WlQefMQ883ILymQaqhl4w6AfABV8oQvjUHfvSneTVv8Hd51bFGmIp4SK0E0osAYoXMLyUhto26s72_GfDPp4A9bZ5yWa9lK5vuAZQpiB_2KlA2nc7U37FI/s220/Mark+Quad+Remix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4-uKddfDvlqHh-9Z252UXyYJwWYyX7v-lA_jflWhOcOgH76Bj2AxtG-6XxiAPcukyCDKinM8aI1iXg4_TAyNVAftTeUt0qWimuwvhkcgxbuIuDKIZM7k4ZNP7rQU_0uqSo_FdNDWm-7o/s72-c?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4393833729400778484.post-7890682460231152304</id><published>2009-05-23T10:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T10:00:15.635-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="About Me"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Artistic"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Creativity"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life&#39;s Lessons"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mental Health"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Opinion"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Personal Growth"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Self expression"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Self-discovery"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Self-improvement"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Spirituality"/><title type='text'>The Power of Art</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSv9532pAgdS7ww_mhyphenhyphenu6sBQaL6AorVjpTqaG2kCykNrpIr8ywX4r-rbdFr2whnWt2u5oxs68dQWRntzgsXYF1uecAQHWmb_TSgrr39FBuP6Ui78CscE1ZUwPjV3yxcp0CiZxvgjZckfI/s1600-h/Mask%20of%20Domestic%20Violence%5B2%5D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px&quot; title=&quot;Mask of Domestic Violence&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Mask of Domestic Violence&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjsmV8DeWgi8SqimIJ1KwcGsn0GcNRZJbm8wD9SpczWlYJ1isglgdsD0HrC-2dAvwhlXAcuJwbiKRcS_Zq_9a97WJDS-hKenIH1Wf4HTLG4t02p4Cn74iydvdS7i80DIPhveawYRkk6mY/?imgmax=800&quot; width=&quot;184&quot; height=&quot;244&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot; face=&quot;Museo 300&quot;&gt;The Mask of Domestic Violence – By Artist, Christopher Eshenbaugh&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;“&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot; face=&quot;Museo 300&quot;&gt;Thanks to art, instead of seeing one world (our own), we see it multiplied.”&amp;#160; -- Marcel Proust&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot; face=&quot;Museo 300&quot;&gt;I’ve been looking at the therapeutic nature of art to one’s recovery lately.&amp;#160; In our active addiction, we tended to have a single, narrow view of ourselves and the world we live in.&amp;#160; We thought that everyone was obsessed by using, fantasies and erotic images; we saw others perhaps as mere doubles of ourselves.&amp;#160; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot; face=&quot;Museo 300&quot;&gt;One of the great joys I find in reading is the ability to enter other people’s lives.&amp;#160; We often come to know fictional characters even better than our friends because a novelist can give us the illusion of being all-powerful and all-knowing.&amp;#160; So we get a special “inside view,” and many people in books become familiar and very dear to us.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot; face=&quot;Museo 300&quot;&gt;Reading can take us out of ourselves and expand our views of other people.&amp;#160; We learn that, indeed, “it takes all sorts to make up a community in this world of ours,” and our lives become less isolated through contact with others.&amp;#160; The power of art is to deepen and enrich this perception of ourselves in relationship to the world.&amp;#160; Through reading, watching plays and films, or exploring a painter’s world, we begin.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  </content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophersmarks.blogspot.com/feeds/7890682460231152304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4393833729400778484/7890682460231152304?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393833729400778484/posts/default/7890682460231152304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393833729400778484/posts/default/7890682460231152304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophersmarks.blogspot.com/2009/05/power-of-art.html' title='The Power of Art'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07944027014204515313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBFXdH1XSa3WlQefMQ883ILymQaqhl4w6AfABV8oQvjUHfvSneTVv8Hd51bFGmIp4SK0E0osAYoXMLyUhto26s72_GfDPp4A9bZ5yWa9lK5vuAZQpiB_2KlA2nc7U37FI/s220/Mark+Quad+Remix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjsmV8DeWgi8SqimIJ1KwcGsn0GcNRZJbm8wD9SpczWlYJ1isglgdsD0HrC-2dAvwhlXAcuJwbiKRcS_Zq_9a97WJDS-hKenIH1Wf4HTLG4t02p4Cn74iydvdS7i80DIPhveawYRkk6mY/s72-c?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4393833729400778484.post-1677597617731910473</id><published>2009-05-23T09:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T09:56:20.160-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="About Me"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Creativity"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Inspiration"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life&#39;s Lessons"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Opinion"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Personal Growth"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Self expression"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Self-discovery"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Self-improvement"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Spirituality"/><title type='text'>Let Your Creativity Emerge!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lh6.ggpht.com/_FAEJMqH0Lk4/ShgqrgCv0YI/AAAAAAAAD2E/nfpJLh1Q7Go/s1600-h/3086089697_a91cacfa11_b%5B2%5D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px&quot; title=&quot;3086089697_a91cacfa11_b&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;3086089697_a91cacfa11_b&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilKNkBY3cgzVsYtY0PCihpyAMvv-smrfHdTjFstNSFmt0LQkHkhrVuGs6tkQWT42wBTSy0Ar-qQBZMPlUi-hnd4pSSF9E6rGdZn_MFZoRS57Ry0ksPUwDeKuSXVYZDDK3IMuitSG4ZBlU/?imgmax=800&quot; width=&quot;184&quot; height=&quot;244&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;“&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot; face=&quot;Museo 300&quot;&gt;It is the creative potential itself in human beings that is the image of God.”&amp;#160; -- Mary Daly&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot; face=&quot;Museo 300&quot;&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot; face=&quot;Museo 300&quot;&gt;Within each of us is a creative person.&amp;#160; Getting comfortable with our creativity often means letting go of tight, rigid thinking so that the spontaneous, artistic side of ourselves&amp;#160; can emerge.&amp;#160; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot; face=&quot;Museo 300&quot;&gt;Whether or not we think of ourselves as artistic, we are.&amp;#160; To be artistic is to create , an instinct that we all possess as human beings.&amp;#160; Each day, as we make our way along this path toward personal growth, we find the courage to create ourselves anew.&amp;#160; One way to encourage our creativity is to find an outlet for it.&amp;#160; I love learning to play the organ, digital photography and editing, writing short stories for children and poetry.&amp;#160; My friend Albert enjoys beading and Native American dance.&amp;#160; In my last two posts you’ve enjoyed the art of Christopher Eshenbaugh.&amp;#160; For you perhaps you’ll find your creative self through embroidery, furniture refinishing or gardening.&amp;#160; Most anything that allows us to create something outside ourselves can be good.&amp;#160; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot; face=&quot;Museo 300&quot;&gt;The joy of working with our body, spirit, mind and feelings is truly a joyful experience with an amazing reward at the end: we have finally created something new, and in it, we can see ourselves.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  </content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophersmarks.blogspot.com/feeds/1677597617731910473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4393833729400778484/1677597617731910473?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393833729400778484/posts/default/1677597617731910473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393833729400778484/posts/default/1677597617731910473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophersmarks.blogspot.com/2009/05/let-your-creativity-emerge.html' title='Let Your Creativity Emerge!'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07944027014204515313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBFXdH1XSa3WlQefMQ883ILymQaqhl4w6AfABV8oQvjUHfvSneTVv8Hd51bFGmIp4SK0E0osAYoXMLyUhto26s72_GfDPp4A9bZ5yWa9lK5vuAZQpiB_2KlA2nc7U37FI/s220/Mark+Quad+Remix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilKNkBY3cgzVsYtY0PCihpyAMvv-smrfHdTjFstNSFmt0LQkHkhrVuGs6tkQWT42wBTSy0Ar-qQBZMPlUi-hnd4pSSF9E6rGdZn_MFZoRS57Ry0ksPUwDeKuSXVYZDDK3IMuitSG4ZBlU/s72-c?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4393833729400778484.post-3612280592098319975</id><published>2009-05-07T11:48:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T11:52:49.911-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Betrayal"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Divorce"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="End of Relationship"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Good-bye my Love"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Grief"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Separation"/><title type='text'>Good-bye My Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6eks94dTBmQerSRRDHXYlQ7e5LGhDkbtaGjea_wHjFGK82I8FHvFdR0rSIVHRrmYFEbb1bNzjoipbglqSN6DFjfvYAIqxrp7UU2kpjMieLGFykpmqm_q-JsNhi1zHXUGe95hU1GTlvsQ/s1600-h/J0387604.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 400px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6eks94dTBmQerSRRDHXYlQ7e5LGhDkbtaGjea_wHjFGK82I8FHvFdR0rSIVHRrmYFEbb1bNzjoipbglqSN6DFjfvYAIqxrp7UU2kpjMieLGFykpmqm_q-JsNhi1zHXUGe95hU1GTlvsQ/s400/J0387604.JPG&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333156298803713090&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&quot;I left because there was no room for me.  But you could tell me not to go.  Say it to me.  Tell me not to go.&quot;  -- Stephen Sondheim.  Dot in &lt;/i&gt;Sunday in the Park with George. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;To leave someone we love is to knowingly break a vital connection.  Even if we chose to leave, we wonder why it often hurts so much.  But the heart isn&#39;t logical; it feels the trauma of the loss and the responsibility of being the one to say good-bye. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Love is a process; it doesn&#39;t end because we say good-bye.  No matter how painful or harmful a relationship was, there were good things about it, just as there were lovable things about the other person.  The challenge is to accept with grace the choice we&#39;ve made and to forgive whatever hurt we&#39;ve received.  We can refuse to indulge in self-righteousness or indignation.  Those feelings are born out of illusion of power that comes with being the one who leaves.  Most of all, we can grieve the loss and then let go of the person we loved so that we can heal.&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophersmarks.blogspot.com/feeds/3612280592098319975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4393833729400778484/3612280592098319975?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393833729400778484/posts/default/3612280592098319975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393833729400778484/posts/default/3612280592098319975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophersmarks.blogspot.com/2009/05/good-bye-my-love.html' title='Good-bye My Love'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07944027014204515313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBFXdH1XSa3WlQefMQ883ILymQaqhl4w6AfABV8oQvjUHfvSneTVv8Hd51bFGmIp4SK0E0osAYoXMLyUhto26s72_GfDPp4A9bZ5yWa9lK5vuAZQpiB_2KlA2nc7U37FI/s220/Mark+Quad+Remix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6eks94dTBmQerSRRDHXYlQ7e5LGhDkbtaGjea_wHjFGK82I8FHvFdR0rSIVHRrmYFEbb1bNzjoipbglqSN6DFjfvYAIqxrp7UU2kpjMieLGFykpmqm_q-JsNhi1zHXUGe95hU1GTlvsQ/s72-c/J0387604.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4393833729400778484.post-7931184929872464540</id><published>2009-05-07T11:44:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T11:47:24.897-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Commitment"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="End of Relationship"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Intimacy"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Personal Growth"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Relationships"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Romance"/><title type='text'>The Joy and Pain of Loving</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrMEDANUbwvj71M3TJV5RLkgR66Y2KBHDvo_-gI017231EDp4Si8senQXJTIaWCALR-hEzjchbZXB0qpTCfy3ct5gP34lgQ5fdL5mc1dXAxN4XCFzdgsjrrJjNSJPmz5FquzJg4IhZl-0/s1600-h/j0145168.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 264px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrMEDANUbwvj71M3TJV5RLkgR66Y2KBHDvo_-gI017231EDp4Si8senQXJTIaWCALR-hEzjchbZXB0qpTCfy3ct5gP34lgQ5fdL5mc1dXAxN4XCFzdgsjrrJjNSJPmz5FquzJg4IhZl-0/s400/j0145168.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333155152195060162&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot; mce_style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot;&gt;&quot;The main motive for &#39;non-attachment&#39; is a desire to escape from the pain of living, and above all from love, which, sexual or non-sexual is hard work.&quot;  -- George Orwell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot; mce_style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot;&gt;In popular romances, love is often presented as a bed of roses - without the thorns.  We may also have the idea that loving is always like falling in love - tricky, risky, thrilling, open-ended, a real high.  And perhaps that is what we go on seeking when we act out in unhealthy ways. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot; mce_style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot;&gt;But love, over time, needs energy, loyalty, skill, patience, devotion - the same talents and dedication we need to bring to our work, or other commitments.  Of course, love can be joyous and playful and childlike, but if it is to grow and mature it needs careful tending and hard work.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot; mce_style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot;&gt;Love brings us into a close relationship with the pains as well as the joys of living.  If we dare to become involved, intimate, committed, we will find ourselves becoming mature individuals in touch with the realities not of romance, but of life.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophersmarks.blogspot.com/feeds/7931184929872464540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4393833729400778484/7931184929872464540?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393833729400778484/posts/default/7931184929872464540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393833729400778484/posts/default/7931184929872464540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophersmarks.blogspot.com/2009/05/joy-and-pain-of-loving.html' title='The Joy and Pain of Loving'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07944027014204515313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBFXdH1XSa3WlQefMQ883ILymQaqhl4w6AfABV8oQvjUHfvSneTVv8Hd51bFGmIp4SK0E0osAYoXMLyUhto26s72_GfDPp4A9bZ5yWa9lK5vuAZQpiB_2KlA2nc7U37FI/s220/Mark+Quad+Remix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrMEDANUbwvj71M3TJV5RLkgR66Y2KBHDvo_-gI017231EDp4Si8senQXJTIaWCALR-hEzjchbZXB0qpTCfy3ct5gP34lgQ5fdL5mc1dXAxN4XCFzdgsjrrJjNSJPmz5FquzJg4IhZl-0/s72-c/j0145168.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4393833729400778484.post-7040849277719233312</id><published>2009-05-07T11:40:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T11:43:53.238-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Death"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Fear of Dying"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life&#39;s Lessons"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Near Death Experience"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Opinion"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Personal Growth"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Spirituality"/><title type='text'>Death in the Abstract</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcFqd_gNIuovIwMSSjHU_BZZxb6tk_peSO-yFQ_u_dLTVrZAQGqX7LUIzjyp8C9VETy2AIIGuUZH_qMsV4PEQgO2v_Os3ZkNN1P7cYJD31ErATipk2LDaL-AOD6ZcEjXA4ClAlmKddE8U/s1600-h/figure-deatth-abstract1.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 324px; height: 395px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcFqd_gNIuovIwMSSjHU_BZZxb6tk_peSO-yFQ_u_dLTVrZAQGqX7LUIzjyp8C9VETy2AIIGuUZH_qMsV4PEQgO2v_Os3ZkNN1P7cYJD31ErATipk2LDaL-AOD6ZcEjXA4ClAlmKddE8U/s400/figure-deatth-abstract1.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333154193449907378&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&quot;It&#39;s not that I&#39;m afraid to die, I just don&#39;t want to be there when it happens.&quot;   -- Woody Allen&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Even after a recent near death experience, I tend to think of death in the abstract, as a fact rather than a reality.  I know that everything passes and that we are bound to die, but I rarely allow myself to accept the reality of dying and being dead. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Is this my way as well as that of others who refuse this fact our way of avoiding the reality of death?  It may be that we can only think of more worldly, mortal acts as a new beginning, a false sense of perpetual renewal, even a kind of rebirth.  Especially in fantasy and maybe even in our relationships, we are always &quot;falling in love&quot; all over again.  Always young, always beginning again, always keeping our options open.  Never settling into the contentment of a commitment. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As we begin to mature and develop through our efforts of personal growth, we can learn to integrate our thinking and feelings about death into our daily lives.  We can sense death as an integral part of life, and not just as an abstract finality.  This can become part of our process of learning to experience reality in all its stunning diversity.  Life can become more precious as we realize that we must leave it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophersmarks.blogspot.com/feeds/7040849277719233312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4393833729400778484/7040849277719233312?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393833729400778484/posts/default/7040849277719233312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393833729400778484/posts/default/7040849277719233312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophersmarks.blogspot.com/2009/05/death-in-abstract.html' title='Death in the Abstract'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07944027014204515313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBFXdH1XSa3WlQefMQ883ILymQaqhl4w6AfABV8oQvjUHfvSneTVv8Hd51bFGmIp4SK0E0osAYoXMLyUhto26s72_GfDPp4A9bZ5yWa9lK5vuAZQpiB_2KlA2nc7U37FI/s220/Mark+Quad+Remix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcFqd_gNIuovIwMSSjHU_BZZxb6tk_peSO-yFQ_u_dLTVrZAQGqX7LUIzjyp8C9VETy2AIIGuUZH_qMsV4PEQgO2v_Os3ZkNN1P7cYJD31ErATipk2LDaL-AOD6ZcEjXA4ClAlmKddE8U/s72-c/figure-deatth-abstract1.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4393833729400778484.post-8720475212290039773</id><published>2009-05-07T11:36:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T11:40:35.816-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Friendships"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Honesty"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life&#39;s Lessons"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="People in Your Life"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Personal Growth"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Purpose of Life"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Relationships"/><title type='text'>A Little Help from Our Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FAEJMqH0Lk4/SgMqnTwG6uI/AAAAAAAABcY/8XQ-udge_YU/s1600-h/a-little-help-from-our-friends.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FAEJMqH0Lk4/SgMqnTwG6uI/AAAAAAAABcY/8XQ-udge_YU/s400/a-little-help-from-our-friends.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333153238542117602&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&quot;And when I see you happy, well, it sets my heart free.  I&#39;d like to be as good a friend to you as you are to me.&quot;  -- Joni Mitchell&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Friends are one of the greatest gifts and they come as a result of a life that&#39;s sane and manageable.  It takes time and energy to make and keep good friends, but the rewards are worth it.  To these most special people we can gladly give our honesty, our fidelity, our trust, and our unconditional acceptance.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As friendship grows, we find ourselves more able to understand our friend&#39;s needs.  Is there a child to be watched or perhaps a kitchen that could really use a cleaning?  Can we listen emphatically, without judging, to whatever a friend is going through?  When a friend is sick, are we ready to help out?  Can we put aside our needs because a friend&#39;s need is greater at the moment than our own?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Through our efforts toward personal growth, we build the skills it takes to be a good friend, we can let go and let our friendships develop naturally.  Then, we will be able to trust the bond of love between our friends and us.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;This blog is dedicated to three very special friends who have given me much support: David, Keith and Teri.  Thank you, my special friends!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophersmarks.blogspot.com/feeds/8720475212290039773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4393833729400778484/8720475212290039773?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393833729400778484/posts/default/8720475212290039773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393833729400778484/posts/default/8720475212290039773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophersmarks.blogspot.com/2009/05/little-help-from-our-friends.html' title='A Little Help from Our Friends'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07944027014204515313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBFXdH1XSa3WlQefMQ883ILymQaqhl4w6AfABV8oQvjUHfvSneTVv8Hd51bFGmIp4SK0E0osAYoXMLyUhto26s72_GfDPp4A9bZ5yWa9lK5vuAZQpiB_2KlA2nc7U37FI/s220/Mark+Quad+Remix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FAEJMqH0Lk4/SgMqnTwG6uI/AAAAAAAABcY/8XQ-udge_YU/s72-c/a-little-help-from-our-friends.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4393833729400778484.post-5495239868379143083</id><published>2009-05-07T11:33:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T11:36:28.478-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Apathy"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Disease of the Spirit"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Forgiveness"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Hate"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Personal Growth"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Spirituality"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Wearing of masks"/><title type='text'>Indifference and Apathy: Disease of the Spirit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FAEJMqH0Lk4/SgMpwybftEI/AAAAAAAABcQ/uY_4dM69uvQ/s1600-h/mask-of-indifference.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 400px;&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FAEJMqH0Lk4/SgMpwybftEI/AAAAAAAABcQ/uY_4dM69uvQ/s400/mask-of-indifference.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333152301884355650&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&quot;The worst sin towards our fellow creatures is not to hate them, but to be indifferent to them; that&#39;s the essence of inhumanity.&quot;  -- George Bernard Shaw&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hate is the other side of love and shows at least energy and passion.  Probably most of us feel surges of hate at some time or another,  especially toward those we love the most.  We can deal with this if we realize that these moments will pass and be forgiven. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But indifference and apathy can become a disease of the spirit so pervasive that their darkness envelops everything.  Then life is stifled and throttled at the root.  If we don&#39;t value the people around us,  they will feel our lack of caring as striking at the heart of their humanity.  If we have no time for life, then life and those close to us will drift away from us.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The world is a place of splendor and love.  We can connect with it if we reach out beyond self-concern and replace indifference and apathy with the energy of living and loving.&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophersmarks.blogspot.com/feeds/5495239868379143083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4393833729400778484/5495239868379143083?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393833729400778484/posts/default/5495239868379143083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393833729400778484/posts/default/5495239868379143083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophersmarks.blogspot.com/2009/05/indifference-and-apathy-disease-of.html' title='Indifference and Apathy: Disease of the Spirit'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07944027014204515313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBFXdH1XSa3WlQefMQ883ILymQaqhl4w6AfABV8oQvjUHfvSneTVv8Hd51bFGmIp4SK0E0osAYoXMLyUhto26s72_GfDPp4A9bZ5yWa9lK5vuAZQpiB_2KlA2nc7U37FI/s220/Mark+Quad+Remix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FAEJMqH0Lk4/SgMpwybftEI/AAAAAAAABcQ/uY_4dM69uvQ/s72-c/mask-of-indifference.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4393833729400778484.post-5677133276504684828</id><published>2009-05-07T11:27:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T11:30:16.820-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Faith"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life&#39;s Lessons"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Personal Growth"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Spirituality"/><title type='text'>Faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJhNSICIoh_RTB3gLkUZQ63x2MKJoERt5egUAVK9ONAhFoD4oLTE4d5lOCXZQX91SjEu3WTPepImC-5JyCy6h9vXu4Fak23sDwpLe7eleIl1Wtv3sn4y4AEL2_iH8fuqxYF_1grVgUqHs/s1600-h/words-to-live-by-faith-posters.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 400px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJhNSICIoh_RTB3gLkUZQ63x2MKJoERt5egUAVK9ONAhFoD4oLTE4d5lOCXZQX91SjEu3WTPepImC-5JyCy6h9vXu4Fak23sDwpLe7eleIl1Wtv3sn4y4AEL2_iH8fuqxYF_1grVgUqHs/s400/words-to-live-by-faith-posters.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333150954653002594&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot; mce_style=&quot;text-align:center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Faith in thought is powerful,&lt;br /&gt;but faith in action is    magnetic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophersmarks.blogspot.com/feeds/5677133276504684828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4393833729400778484/5677133276504684828?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393833729400778484/posts/default/5677133276504684828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393833729400778484/posts/default/5677133276504684828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophersmarks.blogspot.com/2009/05/faith.html' title='Faith'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07944027014204515313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBFXdH1XSa3WlQefMQ883ILymQaqhl4w6AfABV8oQvjUHfvSneTVv8Hd51bFGmIp4SK0E0osAYoXMLyUhto26s72_GfDPp4A9bZ5yWa9lK5vuAZQpiB_2KlA2nc7U37FI/s220/Mark+Quad+Remix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJhNSICIoh_RTB3gLkUZQ63x2MKJoERt5egUAVK9ONAhFoD4oLTE4d5lOCXZQX91SjEu3WTPepImC-5JyCy6h9vXu4Fak23sDwpLe7eleIl1Wtv3sn4y4AEL2_iH8fuqxYF_1grVgUqHs/s72-c/words-to-live-by-faith-posters.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4393833729400778484.post-3656555684423268306</id><published>2009-05-07T11:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T11:27:47.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'></content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophersmarks.blogspot.com/feeds/3656555684423268306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4393833729400778484/3656555684423268306?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393833729400778484/posts/default/3656555684423268306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393833729400778484/posts/default/3656555684423268306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophersmarks.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07944027014204515313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBFXdH1XSa3WlQefMQ883ILymQaqhl4w6AfABV8oQvjUHfvSneTVv8Hd51bFGmIp4SK0E0osAYoXMLyUhto26s72_GfDPp4A9bZ5yWa9lK5vuAZQpiB_2KlA2nc7U37FI/s220/Mark+Quad+Remix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4393833729400778484.post-2832608094327225982</id><published>2009-05-07T11:23:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T11:27:24.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Survival In These Times?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihLZ4NQhZQJpPwx-TFQuHRyU_4BZBXaG_dEIZFPRv5TZHlHAK05GsPet9l_8plgS5GDEaWAn-24e2_3tbs_xUcRfQt5P9MCtnjgwjswf1K9TjaPPu4Ta5n_U2iss6Y4798Ns-K8fSY0IY/s1600-h/sole-surviving-c.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 303px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihLZ4NQhZQJpPwx-TFQuHRyU_4BZBXaG_dEIZFPRv5TZHlHAK05GsPet9l_8plgS5GDEaWAn-24e2_3tbs_xUcRfQt5P9MCtnjgwjswf1K9TjaPPu4Ta5n_U2iss6Y4798Ns-K8fSY0IY/s400/sole-surviving-c.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333150256051779746&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Mere survival is an affliction.  What is of interest is life, and the direction of that life.&quot;  -- Guy Fregault&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know people who, when you ask them how they are, will say automatically, &quot;I&#39;m surviving.&quot;  They say it with a bright, brave smile, as though they&#39;ve battled tremendous odds and come through, bloody but unbowed.  They seem to imply that life is a grim, unfair business.  But in reality, their lives seem easy and secure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are others I know with real problems - illness in the family, financial worries, job insecurity and more.  These individuals might greet you with a smile and bring to the simplest exchange an energy and liveliness that sends you away refreshed.  Such people have the gift of life and share it abundantly.  Like the ninety-seven-year-old woman with thirty-nine grandchildren who greets each one of them by name and has a story and a joke for every one of them.  She lives in their memory as a force of love and vitality.  Her immortality is there, in the love her family bears her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each day can bring as many joys as sorrows.  When we are patient and find the courage to invest the best of ourselves, we can truly live rather than just survive.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophersmarks.blogspot.com/feeds/2832608094327225982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4393833729400778484/2832608094327225982?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393833729400778484/posts/default/2832608094327225982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393833729400778484/posts/default/2832608094327225982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophersmarks.blogspot.com/2009/05/survival-in-these-times.html' title='Survival In These Times?'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07944027014204515313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBFXdH1XSa3WlQefMQ883ILymQaqhl4w6AfABV8oQvjUHfvSneTVv8Hd51bFGmIp4SK0E0osAYoXMLyUhto26s72_GfDPp4A9bZ5yWa9lK5vuAZQpiB_2KlA2nc7U37FI/s220/Mark+Quad+Remix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihLZ4NQhZQJpPwx-TFQuHRyU_4BZBXaG_dEIZFPRv5TZHlHAK05GsPet9l_8plgS5GDEaWAn-24e2_3tbs_xUcRfQt5P9MCtnjgwjswf1K9TjaPPu4Ta5n_U2iss6Y4798Ns-K8fSY0IY/s72-c/sole-surviving-c.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4393833729400778484.post-562789959629912152</id><published>2009-05-07T11:14:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T11:22:38.751-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Anger"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Anger Management"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dispute"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Hurt emotions"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mental Health"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Personal Growth"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Relationships"/><title type='text'>Words Can Hurt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FAEJMqH0Lk4/SgMm0yYhE0I/AAAAAAAABb4/jYQzMFE35hU/s1600-h/Words+can+hurt.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FAEJMqH0Lk4/SgMm0yYhE0I/AAAAAAAABb4/jYQzMFE35hU/s400/Words+can+hurt.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333149072056456002&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Never forget what a man says to you when he is angry.&quot;  -- Henry Ward Beecher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do we speak the truth when we&#39;re angry?  I know that I am often quick to say, &quot;I really didn&#39;t mean it,&quot; and I may even try to make amends for my thoughtlessness.  But people, especially children, rarely forget what was said to them in anger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angry words hurt and mark people.  Even if our parents didn&#39;t really mean it, those angry voices and words are still with us.  We often come to believe that our parents didn&#39;t love us or respect us; otherwise, how could they have said those angry things that still hurt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will always have moments of anger.  But we can think twice before letting anger dictate our speech.  Words can hurt and people remember.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophersmarks.blogspot.com/feeds/562789959629912152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4393833729400778484/562789959629912152?isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393833729400778484/posts/default/562789959629912152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393833729400778484/posts/default/562789959629912152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophersmarks.blogspot.com/2009/05/words-can-hurt.html' title='Words Can Hurt'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07944027014204515313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBFXdH1XSa3WlQefMQ883ILymQaqhl4w6AfABV8oQvjUHfvSneTVv8Hd51bFGmIp4SK0E0osAYoXMLyUhto26s72_GfDPp4A9bZ5yWa9lK5vuAZQpiB_2KlA2nc7U37FI/s220/Mark+Quad+Remix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FAEJMqH0Lk4/SgMm0yYhE0I/AAAAAAAABb4/jYQzMFE35hU/s72-c/Words+can+hurt.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4393833729400778484.post-8953966115632092946</id><published>2009-05-07T11:09:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T11:14:22.116-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Defects"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Judging"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Judgment"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Past Transgressions"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Personal Growth"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Self-forgiveness"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Self-improvement"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Supressed emotions"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Supressed feelings"/><title type='text'>Judgment Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisug8FpzQqgtYIn5IRCXLdxtzmpqxu_y4il9URc569ZRj9j12rn74MXutpJgcSl863yn6AWL0AMo_nef5CkZgC6yT7ROUekNuowTJE9coyCMN3YmzQF1KnLVqwPc4NixYJyL4sSowC0f0/s1600-h/judjement_day_xe3f.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 306px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisug8FpzQqgtYIn5IRCXLdxtzmpqxu_y4il9URc569ZRj9j12rn74MXutpJgcSl863yn6AWL0AMo_nef5CkZgC6yT7ROUekNuowTJE9coyCMN3YmzQF1KnLVqwPc4NixYJyL4sSowC0f0/s400/judjement_day_xe3f.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333146459343869490&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I shall tell you a great secret, my friend.  Do not wait for the last judgment, it takes place every day.&quot; == Albert Camus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is easy to hope that at some time in the future we may redeem ourselves by some great act of heroism or undergo a dramatic conversion of sorts.  But in the meantime, all too often, it&#39;s business as usual.  Too easily we can become used to our unhealthy behaviors, denying that our acting-out has harmed anyone... except ourselves and those we love and who love and trust us.  Deep down we knew we were judging ourselves and being judged.  Now, each day, we can assess our actions and evaluate our behavior.  In this way, we learn how our behavior has affected every part of our lives and our relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is time to change.  The longer we wait, the more ingrained are our habits and ways of perceiving and deceiving.  If we live a lie, we will be judged accordingly, by ourselves and those close to us.  We can change and grow and move ahead into the openness and fullness of each new day.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophersmarks.blogspot.com/feeds/8953966115632092946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4393833729400778484/8953966115632092946?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393833729400778484/posts/default/8953966115632092946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393833729400778484/posts/default/8953966115632092946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophersmarks.blogspot.com/2009/05/judgment-day.html' title='Judgment Day'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07944027014204515313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBFXdH1XSa3WlQefMQ883ILymQaqhl4w6AfABV8oQvjUHfvSneTVv8Hd51bFGmIp4SK0E0osAYoXMLyUhto26s72_GfDPp4A9bZ5yWa9lK5vuAZQpiB_2KlA2nc7U37FI/s220/Mark+Quad+Remix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisug8FpzQqgtYIn5IRCXLdxtzmpqxu_y4il9URc569ZRj9j12rn74MXutpJgcSl863yn6AWL0AMo_nef5CkZgC6yT7ROUekNuowTJE9coyCMN3YmzQF1KnLVqwPc4NixYJyL4sSowC0f0/s72-c/judjement_day_xe3f.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4393833729400778484.post-5584177307214079255</id><published>2009-05-07T11:01:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T11:09:14.083-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Jesus"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Judging"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Judgment"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Personal Growth"/><title type='text'>Don’t Judge Me by the Way I Look</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHM7M2VptOrpB4dYwqRhnuWe4DofAhpNB-JY3Dx2KiwNmN4MUjCoqVvq0UdNFlCuqzabm9mQMn9bbXR1DHDQKpVNImr5K7AEsEMq_yB-4fgv3mALj7xPfA4WCc84FUCxyzoiNjAI_oaA8/s1600-h/homeless_christ.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 208px; height: 307px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHM7M2VptOrpB4dYwqRhnuWe4DofAhpNB-JY3Dx2KiwNmN4MUjCoqVvq0UdNFlCuqzabm9mQMn9bbXR1DHDQKpVNImr5K7AEsEMq_yB-4fgv3mALj7xPfA4WCc84FUCxyzoiNjAI_oaA8/s400/homeless_christ.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333145665109847682&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Many brave men lived before Agamemnon, but all unwept and unknown, they sleep in endless night, for they had no poets to sound their praises.&quot; - Horace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A person in one of my group therapy sessions once told this story.  &quot;I was living in a city with a large population of homeless and poor.  Each day it was painful to notice the contrast between the beautifully dressed, seemingly self-confident people, and the poor who shared the streets with them.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;One day I realized I could empathize with how those homeless people felt.  I&#39;d lived my whole life feeling I didn&#39;t belong, with no family I could turn to, and not knowing if I would survive another day in my misery.  The compassion I felt was a reminder to me not to form my opinions about people by how they look.  It doesn&#39;t matter what people think they see in me, or anyone else.  Each one of us is wounded.  It&#39;s just that some wounds are on the inside instead of the outside.&quot;  Remember that we are all in this world together and for a purpose, no matter what the circumstances of our lives.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophersmarks.blogspot.com/feeds/5584177307214079255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4393833729400778484/5584177307214079255?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393833729400778484/posts/default/5584177307214079255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4393833729400778484/posts/default/5584177307214079255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophersmarks.blogspot.com/2009/05/dont-judge-me-by-way-i-look.html' title='Don’t Judge Me by the Way I Look'/><author><name>Mark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07944027014204515313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBFXdH1XSa3WlQefMQ883ILymQaqhl4w6AfABV8oQvjUHfvSneTVv8Hd51bFGmIp4SK0E0osAYoXMLyUhto26s72_GfDPp4A9bZ5yWa9lK5vuAZQpiB_2KlA2nc7U37FI/s220/Mark+Quad+Remix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHM7M2VptOrpB4dYwqRhnuWe4DofAhpNB-JY3Dx2KiwNmN4MUjCoqVvq0UdNFlCuqzabm9mQMn9bbXR1DHDQKpVNImr5K7AEsEMq_yB-4fgv3mALj7xPfA4WCc84FUCxyzoiNjAI_oaA8/s72-c/homeless_christ.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>