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/><category term="Let go of anger and guilt" /><category term="Healing" /><category term="Fate" /><category term="Love" /><category term="pms" /><category term="religion" /><category term="choices" /><category term="Mid-Life" /><category term="Self esteem" /><category term="Obsessions" /><category term="judgment" /><category term="New Years Resolution" /><category term="menstrual cycle" /><title>ReAwakened Instincts</title><subtitle type="html">Honoring Spirit With Mindful Consciousness</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://reawakenedinstincts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://reawakenedinstincts.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882677112294888580/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Barb W.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546366736850863461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ReawakenedInstincts" /><feedburner:info uri="reawakenedinstincts" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEcGSXo7eCp7ImA9WhdRE0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882677112294888580.post-4616628271995488906</id><published>2011-08-03T13:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T13:20:28.400-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-03T13:20:28.400-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Obsessions" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Health" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Contradicting diet information" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Diets" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Controversial diets" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Healing" /><title>He Said, She Said...</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://reawakenedinstincts.blogspot.com/feeds/4616628271995488906/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://reawakenedinstincts.blogspot.com/2011/08/he-said-she-said.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882677112294888580/posts/default/4616628271995488906?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882677112294888580/posts/default/4616628271995488906?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ReawakenedInstincts/~3/XdJfNBKZg7o/he-said-she-said.html" title="He Said, She Said..." /><author><name>Barb W.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546366736850863461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Getting back to a physical healthy state-of-being is usually a challenge.  The mind has to be in a strong place to ride that train of bumps along the way.  It can take a while to get into a rhythm that needs to be embraced wholly, in order for change to be sustained.  

My biggest challenge this time around?  There is so much conflicting information on EVERYTHING; exercise and the amounts 
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Not 100% worry-free yet (I don't know that I ever will be), many sleepless nights stem from me not being able to turn off my brain, which I am sure you can relate to.  We all 
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A Zevia contest!  That's right, I used to be a soda junkie (Pepsi, but Coke was ok too, lol).  Zevia tastes a lot like soda, but has no sugar, no carbs and no calories!  Ginger root beer is the only flavor I have tried so far, and it is good.

Since I have reclaimed my health since February 2011 and actually 
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© Nelli Valova | Dreamstime.com
The other day on my way to the grocery store, as I was reflecting on my life throughout 2010,  I came up with the metaphoric title of this post.  It nicely sums up the road traveled over the last several years, but especially 2010.

Now we all know being thrown in the ring with any boxing champ we would be slammed, if not killed; unless they showed us some mercy.
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Trying to fall asleep as I lay in bed my mind full of so many thoughts and memories, many of them worries of the past and future; I finally had a wonderful inspiration to help get through the hard times.  It was quite simple really.

 Photo: © Kheng Ho Toh | Dreamstime.comInstead of trying to figure out what could of or, should of happened, I let 
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Everywhere I turn I read about it and everywhere I find myself, I have to do it in one form or another.  Detaching from an associate or aquaintance is one thing - from someone you love, totally another.

This morning I awoke from a dream very telling, as to what emotions I am currently trying to honor.  Not going into details, I was calling out to my

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It seems no matter how many times I may learn who the person is that offers me the best advice, on a regular basis I need to be reminded.

Although it had to be pointed out before I recognized myself, that many friends, family or mere aquaintances often would open up to me outwardly seeking advice or just to relieve some inner-turmoil, I've always 
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Matthew 7:1-6-Do not judge so that you will not be judged.    I have been thinking about this subject for as long as I can remember, putting it aside again and again, reflecting and coming to the same conclusion pretty much every time.  Matthew 7:1-6 sums it up nicely.

Those  who believe that mental illness is self-inflicted or worse, self-pity most likely have not 
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Over the last several years I have finally come to accept that depression is a part of my human-makeup.  Nothing I can go to surgery and remove, just something I have to learn to manage so that it does not creep up and take over my life for a while.

Like diabetes or any other ailment that effects people, these disabilities or ailments or whatever you 
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These tips can apply to almost anything you need in order to start, either from the beginning, picking up where you left off or just trying to take one step in order to continue with many.  (ya gotta love that little beach mouse!)

1) Do something you love, that brings you calm - even if for a shorter time than usual.  For example if you find peace when you 
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picture: ©Ingrid Prats | Dreamstime.com 

When I am asked to define my religious beliefs my answer for many years has been that I am not particularly religious as I am a spiritual being.  Some may not be able to comprehend a difference between the two descriptions, so I will share what this means to me.

Raised as a practicing Methodist definitely gave me a great base to build upon.  A more open
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By grown-up I mean responsibility without resentment.   Compassion rather than blame.  Forgiveness and love, faith and hope.  Empathy even when we don't understand.  Accepting your 
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We can all look at many various examples of people that we believe should be happier than most.  People with no financial worry, couples that seem to have everything that you think you want. Celebrities that seem to be doing what they love for a living.  

When truths are found out we are all baffled that happiness eluded 
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It's been over two months since I have sat down and wrote something about working towards keeping life balanced with spirit, something that has become more important to me in my middle age. 

The last time I completely lost myself over what seemed like a short time, but in fact had been several years in the making, it took a while
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© Kileman Dreamstime.com
You cannot always judge a book by its cover. Personally, I learned this at a pretty young age when I made some
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Expectations.  It's one thing when we put them on ourselves from some subconscious long ago words told to us by  a teacher or parent or even a stranger.  It doesn't really matter where it came from, words are super powerful and however they may be interpreted will imprint upon our minds forever.  Whether the spoken words were meant to be harmful, intentionally or 
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 © António Nunes | Dreamstime.comIt has taken me almost a decade to finally be ok with becoming 40 something.  I turned 40 eight years ago on January 15, around 6p.m.  Actually, becoming 40 did not bother me.  It was a delayed reaction I guess.  I think it was around 42 when I began thinking, egads man, when did this happen? I do not know why I had such a hard time with accepting my age in my 
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jamais vu, the opposite of déjà vu, but I'll give it a shot.


© Rgbe | Dreamstime.com
Major changes that occurred over the last 3 years came at me faster than  I could handle.  It was 
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With that being said, leaving the past behind is healthy but also listen to your intuition and do not let anyone take advantage of your forgiving nature. For many years now, my subconscious has been 
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Every so often it is a good idea to get away from the usual day-to-day routine to expand our minds outside of the comforts of our own little world.  Getting to take that adventure you may have always dreamed about is so exciting and energizing the adrenaline keeps you going with little else needed.  It's a natural high everyone should experience.

Following the ideals of the yin yang, the 
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Last night I fell asleep writing the next blog in my head about letting go.  Just finished watching Dr. Wayne Dyer on  MPT this morning.   Parts from his presentation were shown from Change Your Thoughts--Change Your Life Living the Life of the Tao.  He summed up his speaking about why trying to hard is not the answer, with a poem written by Naomi Long Madgett, named Woman with a Flower.   As I 
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