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        <title>Stop Naming Hurricanes After People</title>
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        <published>2011-09-07T12:16:53-07:00</published>
        <updated>2011-09-07T12:16:53-07:00</updated>
        <summary>I think it's time to stop naming hurricanes after people! I have always wondered why we name hurricanes after people, and particularly noticed it after hurricane Katrina, when I thought how difficult it must have been to have the name...</summary>
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            <name>Susan Kennedy</name>
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<p><span style="color: #8000ff;">I think it's time to stop naming hurricanes after people!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: #8000ff;">I have always wondered why we name hurricanes after people, and particularly noticed it after hurricane Katrina, when I thought how difficult it must have been to have the name Katrina after the destruction that occurred. </span><br /><br /><span style="color: #8000ff;">Then I wondered again how anyone named Irene felt as that hurricane was being written about literally everywhere, and spoken about as "colossally destructive" and "devastating."</span><br /><br /><span style="color: #8000ff;">I've researched the reasons for the naming of hurricanes, and have read the most nonsensical, illogical "reasons," including that no one could remember any other naming methods. Have they really tried?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: #8000ff;">My sister-in-law Jennifer and I have come up with a brilliant new plan.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: #8000ff;">How about naming them after fish? Doesn't hurricane Lemon Shark have a good ring to it? Or hurricane Pufferfish?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: #8000ff;">This has the dual purpose of building awareness for the species of fish that's named, and the fish aren't bothered by reading about the mass destruction that their name is associated with. And we can be educated about all sorts of fish types.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: #8000ff;">If we need more names, how about food? Hurricane licorice whip sounds good. Or hurricane donut? That would perhaps reduce the obesity rate as people could associate unhealthy food with natural disasters.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: #8000ff;">My friend Valerie wasn't too concerned about all of this until I pointed out that her name is on the 2012 hurricane list- along with:</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #0000bf;">Alberto</span><br /><span style="color: #0000bf;">Beryl</span><br /><span style="color: #0000bf;">Chris</span><br /><span style="color: #0000bf;">Debby</span><br /><span style="color: #0000bf;">Ernesto</span><br /><span style="color: #0000bf;">Florence</span><br /><span style="color: #0000bf;">Gordon</span><br /><span style="color: #0000bf;">Helene</span><br /><span style="color: #0000bf;">Isaac</span><br /><span style="color: #0000bf;">Joyce</span><br /><span style="color: #0000bf;">Kirk</span><br /><span style="color: #0000bf;">Leslie</span><br /><span style="color: #0000bf;">Michael</span><br /><span style="color: #0000bf;">Nadine</span><br /><span style="color: #0000bf;">Oscar</span><br /><span style="color: #0000bf;">Patty</span><br /><span style="color: #0000bf;">Rafael</span><br /><span style="color: #0000bf;">Sandy</span><br /><span style="color: #0000bf;">Tony</span><br /><span style="color: #0000bf;">Valerie</span><br /><span style="color: #0000bf;">William</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #8000ff;">And here are the proposed plans for hurricane names from 2013-2016:</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #0000ff;"><strong>2013 </strong></span><br /><span style="color: #0000ff;">Andrea, Barry, Chantal, Dorian, Erin, Fernand, Gabrielle, Humberto, Ingrid, Jerry, Karen, Lorenzo, Melissa, Nestor, Olga, Pablo, Rebekah, Sebastien, Tanya, Van Wendy </span><br /><br /><span style="color: #0000ff;"><strong>2014 </strong></span><br /><span style="color: #0000ff;">Arthur, Bertha, Cristobal, Dolly, Edouard, Fay, Gonzalo, Hanna, Isaias, Josephine, Kyle, Laura, Marco, Nana, Omar, Paulette, Rene, Sally, Teddy, Vicky, Wilfred </span><br /><br /><span style="color: #0000ff;"><strong>2015 </strong></span><br /><span style="color: #0000ff;">Ana, Bill, Claudette, Danny, Erika, Fred, Grace, Henri, Ida, Joaquin, Kate, Larry, Mindy, Nicholas, Odette, Peter, Rose, Sam, Teresa, Victor, Wanda </span><br /><br /><span style="color: #0000ff;"><strong>2016 </strong></span><br /><span style="color: #0000ff;">Alex, Bonnie, Colin, Danielle, Earl, Fiona, Gaston, Hermine, Ian, Julia, Karl, Lisa, Matthew, Nicole, Otto, Paula, Richard, Shary, Tobias, Virginie, Walter</span><br /><br /><span style="color: #8000ff;">I think this all started for me with the invention and naming of the lazy Susan. No one consulted with me about the naming of this household space saver, and I don't appreciate the lazy reference. I found this from Wikipedia:</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #0000ff;"><em>The term "Lazy Susan" made its first written appearance in a Vanity Fair advertisement for a "Revolving Server or Lazy Susan" in 1917, although their existence dates back to the 18th century. Prior to the use of the term 'Lazy Susan', they were referred to as dumbwaiters, a term today applied to a small elevator for transporting food.</em></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #0000ff;"><em>[1] There is no clear evidence as to the origin of the Susan part of Lazy Susan.</em></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #0000ff;"><em>[2] The Lazy Susan can be made from a variety of materials, commonly plastic, wood, or glass.</em></span><br /><br /><span style="color: #8000ff;">And clearly this issue of naming hurricanes after people has got to stop, and won't you join me in my "petition" for the new ways of naming?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: #8000ff;">Leave a comment <a href="https://www.facebook.com/pages/SARK/43069948592?sk=app_2373072738" target="_self">here</a> with your favorite fish, food, animal name, or other suggestion, and I will send a link to the naming entity with our suggestions.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: #8000ff;">And if someone else is willing to take over the lazy Susan, I'd be gratefull. Bill? Nancy? Jeff? Liz? Anyone?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: #8000ff;">Your very dear, and not lazy;-) and thankfully not yet named after a hurricane,    </span></p>
<p><span style="color: #8000ff;">Susan (aka SARK)</span></p></div>
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        <title>Flower Power of Love</title>
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        <published>2011-06-24T09:04:04-07:00</published>
        <updated>2011-06-24T09:00:21-07:00</updated>
        <summary>My 7 year-old spiritual godchild Jonah just graduated from first grade, and I felt guided to create a symbol of how loved and supported he is. I made a big flower with space in the center for a face, then...</summary>
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<p><span style="color: #6000bf;">I made a big flower with space in the center for a face, then I wrote names in the petals, of people who love him.</span></p>
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<p><span style="color: #6000bf;">I also wrote: <span style="color: #ff007f;">"Dear Jonah, every day, in every way, people are thinking of you and love you as you play."</span></span><br /> <br /><span style="color: #6000bf;"> Then each of us at his little party put our faces in the flower and gave him our intentions for his summer.</span><br /> <br /><span style="color: #6000bf;"> He just sat there, grinning, drinking in the love. Later, he used the special pen I'd given him to add more names to the petals. He said excitedly:</span><br /> <br /><span style="color: #ff007f;"> "Susan! I added more names and still have 7 more petals to fill with love- isn't that lucky?"</span><br /> <br /><span style="color: #6000bf;"> And so, I extend this flower power of love to you and to your loved ones.</span><br /> <br /><span style="color: #6000bf;"> The face in the center of Jonah's flower is his mom, Valerie.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #ff0000;">Love,</span><br /><span style="color: #ff0000;">Susan </span><br /><span style="color: #ff0000;">aka SARK</span></p></div>
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        <title>Asking for More and More...</title>
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        <published>2011-03-22T12:12:10-07:00</published>
        <updated>2011-03-22T12:15:49-07:00</updated>
        <summary>What does it mean to feel supported? How can we expand our experiences of it? We all have the opportunity to educate others in the best ways to support us. Most of us try to ask for as little as...</summary>
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            <name>Susan Kennedy</name>
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<p><span style="color: #6000bf;">What does it mean to feel supported? How can we expand our experiences of it? We all have the opportunity to educate others in the best ways to support us. Most of us try to ask for as little as possible, and hope that someone guesses or knows what we want or need. Instead, we can specifically let others know what feels supportive to us and our particular ways.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #6000bf;">Independence is highly valued, and "doing things for ourselves" is thought of as a virtue. Some people have learned about the value of support through illness or aging, and are able to welcome care and attention from people in new and different ways. Others "soldier on" and just do it all alone.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #6000bf;">Most of us carry an internal scorecard in our heads and measure how much is okay to accept, or how we will repay it.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #6000bf;">My friend Patricia had cancer and was bald from chemotherapy in her home, with the electricity turned off, before she asked for help.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #6000bf;">This kind of behavior is more common than not- perhaps not that dramatic, but the same core issues:</span></p>
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<p><span style="color: #6000bf;">"I'm not worthy." "Others need help more than me." "I don't want to be dependent."</span></p>
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<p><span style="color: #6000bf;">We are meant to feel supported by our communities, our loved ones, and by ourselves. Self-support starts with you practicing receiving more. Here's a mantra to practice with: "Ask more and more, don't keep score."</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #6000bf;">See what happens if you use this. Practice asking without attachment to the answer. You'll know you're expanding your capacities if you feel slightly, or more than slightly uncomfortable.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #6000bf;">This kind of practice will result in you receiving as much as giving, and multiply feelings of support and love in your life. Tell me about your experiences. I want to hear.</span></p></div>
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        <title>Glad During The Holidays: No Matter What!</title>
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        <published>2010-12-23T13:31:02-08:00</published>
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        <summary>The holidays are full of pressures to be glad even if you don't feel that way. People talk about "holiday cheer," "finding the silver lining," "looking on the bright side," all of which are fine when we feel those things,...</summary>
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<p><span style="color: #6000bf;"><a href="http://sarkjournal.typepad.com/.a/6a00e553cd836888330148c701fc88970c-pi" style="display: inline;"><img alt="Sark HUG" class="asset  asset-image at-xid-6a00e553cd836888330148c701fc88970c" src="http://sarkjournal.typepad.com/.a/6a00e553cd836888330148c701fc88970c-320wi" style="display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="Sark HUG" /></a> <br /></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #6000bf;">The holidays are full of pressures to be glad even if you don't feel that way. People talk about "holiday cheer," "finding the silver lining," "looking on the bright side," all of which are fine when we feel those things, but can actually add to feelings of loneliness and depression when we don't. There is also a certain kind of "holiday tyranny" where we are encouraged to hide how we're actually feeling, for the "sake of the holidays."</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #6000bf;">We are meant to feel what we feel when we feel it, then let it go. Most people don't know how they're feeling, or that it's okay to feel it. We are not taught how to have, or hold multiple feelings simultaneously, so many people choose one and cling to it. That one feeling might be described as happy or sad, but it's not a true reflection of our complexities as humans, and results in our feelings not flowing. Instead they get stuck, or other feelings are left untended.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #6000bf;">For example, you might feel happy to see your mom at Christmas, sad that she's physically declining, angry that your sister isn't doing more, and worried about the future. If you fixate on just one of those feelings, it will not be as productive or helpful. Instead, it would be much more effective to feel all that you feel, respond lovingly to yourself, your mother and your sister, and create good systems for your family and self-care practices too.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #6000bf;">Practical Gladness means living in the "messy middle" of all of your feelings and finding your "glad ground" underneath. From this glad ground place, you can be aware of and hold all of your feelings, notice ways to respond instead of react, and transform what's possible to transform.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #6000bf;">When we find our glad ground in the middle, it is possible to enjoy the holidays truly, authentically, and with grace and wisdom. Here are some practical ways you can experience more gladness this holiday season:</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #6000bf;">1. <strong>Create a new self-care plan </strong>— Think of what you need to feel good during the holidays, and provide it for yourself. Some of these things might be:</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #6000bf;">*Special foods that you know you will enjoy</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #6000bf;">*Call a friend to share how you're really feeling— not how you think you should be</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #6000bf;">*Practice ways to experience less stress, like going for a walk or attending a yoga class</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #6000bf;">*Write in a journal or book with lists of things that nourish you, and do the things.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #6000bf;">2. <strong>Adjust and lower your expectations, or better yet — have none </strong>— Notice how your expectations bring suffering when they aren't met.  For example, if you feel ignored or overworked at holiday times, take yourself out for champagne and ignore some things you "should" be doing. Change your expectations about what you or others "should be" doing or acting like, and practice allowing how it actually IS. Focus on what's good and working</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #6000bf;">3. <strong>Educate others in the best ways to support you</strong>—Become clear about what actually feels supportive to you, and ask for others to contribute. For example, if you typically care for others and wish others would or could care for you, figure out what they could contribute to you that would be easy and fun. You might ask a friend to meet you for tea and laughter in the midst of a busy shopping or cleaning day, or sit with you while you wrap gifts or write cards</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #6000bf;">4. <strong>Experiment with new traditions and rituals for the holidays -- </strong>Do things differently. We all tend to repeat and become habituated. For example, "we always have our meal at _______." Some of my greatest holiday experiences have taken place at the movies, miniature golfing or serving food at a shelter instead of trying to participate in rituals or traditions that no longer represent who I am now.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #6000bf;">5. <strong>Allow yourself to experience your holidays imperfectly</strong> — Revise your ideas of perfection and increase your capacity for spontaneous joy. For example, if you get tense and pressured about preparing a meal, buying gifts, sending cards, or trying to do it ALL, try:</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #6000bf;">*Doing less and feeling good about it-refuse to be a prisoner of others expectations</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #6000bf;">*Doing parts of things — fix the dessert, ask others to bring the other things</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #6000bf;">*Doing tiny amounts — consider attending a holiday party for 5- 15 minutes with no explanation about why</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #6000bf;">*Asking others to help and then don't control or manage "how they do it"</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #6000bf;">6. <strong>Practice transforming what hurts into what helps</strong> — Find the places that aren't working and speak up about them. For example, you might ask a group of people in your home to talk about different subjects like what they're loving in this moment, instead of sitting there judging how bored or dissatisfied you are feeling.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #6000bf;">*If you're cooking and get crabby, let others know and help you!</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #6000bf;">*If you hate shopping, ask others to create experiences or adventures for each other instead of buying gifts</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #6000bf;">*If you keep complaining about the holidays, see if you can put your complaints on paper and resolve to have new experiences</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #6000bf;">*If you feel ungrateful, find someone to listen to who is facing challenges that you're not.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #6000bf;">Being glad no matter what is NOT about feeling glad when you don't- how annoying. It's about practicing with all of your feelings and feeling glad as often as you possibly can- especially during the holidays!</span></p>
<p>Based on the book <strong><em>Glad No Matter What</em></strong> © 2010 by SARK. Printed with permission of New World Library, Novato, CA. <a href="http://www.newworldlibrary.com/">www.newworldlibrary.com</a></p></div>
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        <title>I Had My Inner Critics Arrested and So Can YOU!</title>
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        <published>2010-12-15T17:02:12-08:00</published>
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        <summary>My newest book, Glad No Matter What: Transforming Loss and Change into Gift and Opportunity was just released from New World Library (I love them!). While on the book tour in Arizona last week, I appeared on a morning TV...</summary>
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<p><span style="color: #0000bf;">While on the book tour in Arizona last week, I appeared on a morning TV show to talk about my new book. Soon after, my inner critics all showed up to tell me how I wasn't "good enough" and other mean things. After the show, I stopped at a grocery store and noticed a police officer just getting out of his car.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #0000bf;">I approached and asked if he had time to hear an unusual request. He smiled and replied: "Depends on what it is!"</span><br /><br /><span style="color: #0000bf;">I explained that I was starting my book tour and had appeared on TV and was besieged by inner critics afterward, and asked if he could arrest them and take them to jail, and keep them there until after my book tour. He laughed and said: "Sure I can. I know about inner critics!"</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #0000bf;">He opened the squad car door and I escorted the critics in. He then asked what the book was about, and I told him it was about being Glad No Matter What, and that there are processes in it for utilizing our awakened wise selves, which is what I'd just done, by asking him to help with my inner critics.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #0000bf;">He said he'd be getting the book, and wished me well. I watched the squad car drive off and felt such relief that the inner critics had a place to be while I connect with people and facilitate transformation and change.</span></p>
<p><strong><span style="color: #ff00ff;">To further inspire transformation and change, I invite you to invite you to join me in a playing one (or more!) of the games below.</span></strong></p>
<p><span style="color: #bf00bf;"><strong>1. Miracle Walk </strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #0000bf;">A "Miracle walk" is where you go out of your house or wherever you are, put your hands out, palms up and say; "Miracles, find me now." And then walk until you see or find one- or more! Be aware that miracles may be disguised or in unlikely places. Use love to recognize them. A variation is to say; "Miraculous people, find me now." </span></p>
<p><span style="color: #ff00ff;">Write or post a video or art in your blog or social media about your Miracle Walk or people, send and be entered to win a signed copy of the book and a 15 minute Scoop of SARK.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #bf00bf;"><strong>2. Transforming What Hurts Into What Helps</strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #0000bf;">Share one thing in your life that's challenging or difficult, and one thing that you're glad about that challenge or difficulty. Something like this:</span><br /><span style="color: #0000bf;">"I sometimes feel overwhelmed with all there is to do in my life and business, and am glad that I am healthy and able to do things" That reminds us of the "marvelous, messy middle" of feelings. I call it "Practical Gladness" This will further develop your transformational abilities.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #ff00ff;">Now you....Share your results on your blog or social media and be entered to win a signed copy of the book and a 15 minute Scoop of SARK</span></p>
<p><strong><span style="color: #bf00bf;">3. Be GLAD No Matter What -  <span style="color: #0000bf;">G</span>ive <span style="color: #0000bf;">L</span>ovingly <span style="color: #0000bf;">A</span>nd <span style="color: #0000bf;">D</span>aringly</span></strong></p>
<p><span style="color: #0000bf;">This does NOT mean feeling glad when you don't - how annoying. It means finding the glad parts in as many of your feelings as you can and then finding ways to help the world with your GLAD heart. Blog or post your GLAD offerings on social media. It might be large or tiny, common or uncommon. One of my GLAD heart gifts was singing Amazing Grace in the DMV office until everyone joined in! </span></p>
<p><span style="color: #ff00ff;">Write or post a video or art on your blog or social media about your GLAD heart gift and be entered to win a signed copy of the book and a 15 minute Scoop of SARK</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #0000bf;">We'll keep the games going till Fri/Dec 10 and announce the winners here by Wed/Dec 15! </span></p>
<p><span style="color: #c00000; font-size: 10pt;">Congratulations to <a href="http://meanderingmouse.blogspot.com/2010/11/gladno-matter-what.html" target="_self">Jennie</a>, <a href="http://onelittlepagan.blogspot.com/" target="_self">Joanna</a> &amp; <a href="http://www.thehappiness-is-blog.com/" target="_self">Krysia</a>! They have each won a signed copy of Glad No Matter What and a 15 minute Scoop of SARK! Thank you all for your exquisite and delightfull sharing, and game playing :-) </span></p>
<p><span style="color: #0000bf;"><span style="color: #6000bf;">You can order your copy of Glad No Matter What and see free book tour events <a href="http://www.planetsark.com/eshop_products_books_feat_15.htm" target="_self">here</a>! :-)</span><br /><br /></span><strong><span style="color: #ff00ff;">After you share in your blog or social media, leave your name and link below so we can enJOY and be inspired too !</span></strong><strong><span style="color: #ff00ff;"> </span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span style="color: #ff00ff;"> Your privacy is ultimately respected. </span></strong></p></div>
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        <title>The Wonder of You and Your Creative Dreams</title>
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        <summary>When I was 6 years old, I came home and said to my Mom: "Mom, show and tell should be me every day!" She gently told me that the other kids needed a chance, and I said: "They don't want...</summary>
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<p><span style="color: #6000bf;">When I was 6 years old, I came home and said to my Mom:  "Mom, show and tell <em>should be me</em> every day!"</span></p>
<div style="word-wrap: break-word;"><span style="color: #6000bf;">She gently told me that the other kids needed a chance, and I said:</span></div>
<div style="word-wrap: break-word;"><span style="color: #6000bf;">"They don't want to- and they're begging me to do it!"</span></div>
<div style="word-wrap: break-word;"><span style="color: #6000bf;"> </span></div>
<div style="word-wrap: break-word;"><span style="color: #6000bf;">My first-grade teacher set up a system where I went to a different grade each day to do my show and tell. I loved it, and it was a big part of my creative dream to share what I was finding each day. I didn't know it was a "creative dream" in first grade, but I knew what I loved doing and what brought me joy.</span></div>
<div style="word-wrap: break-word;"><span style="color: #6000bf;"> </span></div>
<div style="word-wrap: break-word;"><span style="color: #6000bf;">We all know this.</span></div>
<div style="word-wrap: break-word;"><span style="color: #6000bf;"> </span></div>
<div style="word-wrap: break-word;"><span style="color: #6000bf;">We become conditioned to make a living instead of making a creative dream life. We can do both, if our creative dream isn't yet or ever meant to create enough money to live on.</span></div>
<div style="word-wrap: break-word;"><span style="color: #6000bf;"> </span></div>
<div style="word-wrap: break-word;"><span style="color: #6000bf;">When I was 10 years old, I told my Mother:</span></div>
<div style="word-wrap: break-word;"><span style="color: #6000bf;">"I'm supposed to be a beacon of hope and write books for the world."</span></div>
<div style="word-wrap: break-word;"><span style="color: #6000bf;"> </span></div>
<div style="word-wrap: break-word;"><span style="color: #6000bf;">She told me to eat my peanut butter sandwich, and I wrote my first book that summer, and then wasn't published for 25 more years.</span></div>
<div style="word-wrap: break-word;"><span style="color: #6000bf;"> </span></div>
<div style="word-wrap: break-word;"><span style="color: #6000bf;">In between, from ages 14 to 26, I had hundreds of jobs after my Grandfather told me: "Do everything you can think of doing so you know what you don't want to do for the rest of your life."</span></div>
<div style="word-wrap: break-word;"><span style="color: #6000bf;"> </span></div>
<div style="word-wrap: break-word;"><span style="color: #6000bf;">I found out a lot about humility and service and what I didn't want to do through doing all of those jobs. I also found out a lot about what I loved doing and what brought me joy.</span></div>
<div style="word-wrap: break-word;"><span style="color: #6000bf;"> </span></div>
<div style="word-wrap: break-word;"><span style="color: #6000bf;">When I was 26, I started trying to live as the artist and writer that I knew I was, and couldn't figure out how to make a living, so I opted out of the money system and lived on barter and trade for 10 years. I also discovered that creative dreams don't die. They are very resilient and will wait forever.</span></div>
<div style="word-wrap: break-word;"><span style="color: #6000bf;"> </span></div>
<div style="word-wrap: break-word;"><span style="color: #6000bf;">Even though I attended college for 4 years, I decided that a degree was meaningless and quit before receiving one. I told people that I went to "collage," because I was collaging my creative dream life together.</span></div>
<div style="word-wrap: break-word;"><span style="color: #6000bf;"> </span></div>
<div style="word-wrap: break-word;"><span style="color: #6000bf;">When I was 35, I published my first book; A Creative Companion, and started my business; Camp SARK. I created the books and products I had dreamed about all of my life, and a business to support the structure. Many books and hundreds of products later, through all my business successes and mistakes, I find myself at 56, as eager and excited about my creative dreams as I was when I began- perhaps more excited.</span></div>
<div style="word-wrap: break-word;"><span style="color: #6000bf;"> </span></div>
<div style="word-wrap: break-word;"><span style="color: #6000bf;">One of my many mentors was Maya Angelou, and I appeared on a national TV show with her. </span></div>
<div style="word-wrap: break-word;"><span style="color: #6000bf;"> </span></div>
<div style="word-wrap: break-word;"><span style="color: #6000bf;">The show consisted of talking about how my creative dreams had been supported by Maya Angelou, and audience members whose creative dreams were being supported by SARK. It really showed me the value of talking about our creative dreams, sharing the processes, what worked and didn't, what wisdom we gather along the way with each other. This energy MOVES MOUNTAINS.</span></div>
<div style="word-wrap: break-word;"><span style="color: #6000bf;"> </span></div>
<div style="word-wrap: break-word;"><span style="color: #6000bf;">I created a book called Make Your Creative Dreams REAL, and a card game to play about this book. I've witnessed countless businesses and great ideas become real from people working with these materials.</span></div>
<div style="word-wrap: break-word;"><span style="color: #6000bf;"> </span></div>
<div style="word-wrap: break-word;"><span style="color: #6000bf;">In April 2010, I launched my first comprehensive online and on the phone course called Dream Boogie: Dancing from Dreaming to DOing. </span></div>
<div style="word-wrap: break-word;"><span style="color: #6000bf;"> </span></div>
<div style="word-wrap: break-word;"><span style="color: #6000bf;">We gather in Dream Boogie for 8 fun and focused weeks, to discover and accelerate our creative dreams, and gain support from our creative community.</span></div>
<div style="word-wrap: break-word;"><span style="color: #6000bf;"> </span></div>
<div style="word-wrap: break-word;"><span style="color: #6000bf;">Some people launch businesses, others create systems for self-love and care, all experience growth of more money, love, time or revelations. We all do our transformational work. I offer "intuitive flashes" which are my quick intuitive answers to any creative dream questions. </span></div>
<div style="word-wrap: break-word;"><span style="color: #6000bf;"> </span></div>
<div style="word-wrap: break-word;"><span style="color: #6000bf;">I've long been an intuitive, I just haven't named it as such. The questions and answers are profound. There's a live weekly class, and a reframe of homework, called "ownwork." Each week, there's a "Boogie Book" to work from, and everyone receives copies of everything at the end of the course. There are also videos by me, and audio interviews with other "Dream DOers." There's a colorfull website to interact with everyone on, and a voluntary program of "Boogie Buddies." People can participate as much, or as little as they wish. Both styles will create growth and results.</span></div>
<div style="word-wrap: break-word;"><span style="color: #6000bf;"> </span></div>
<div style="word-wrap: break-word;"><span style="color: #6000bf;">I am thrilled to offer our third Dream Boogie session and witness all of the transformations, revelations and incandescent learning that takes place. Our creative dreams FLOURISH with this kind of attention and care, and the world will turn eagerly towards every creative dream in process, and help it to grow and GLOW for all to see. I invite you to experience it and the successes that will result.</span></div>
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        <title>Doing More Things Badly</title>
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        <summary>"Do more things badly." My inner perfectionist flipped out when I first heard this recommendation from one of my mentors; Rebecca Latimer, who wrote a book called You're Not Old Until You're Ninety: Best To Be Prepared, However. Rebecca said...</summary>
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            <name>Susan Kennedy</name>
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<div style="WORD-WRAP: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; -webkit-line-break: after-white-space"><span style="COLOR: #6000bf"><span style="COLOR: #0000ff"><a href="http://sarkjournal.typepad.com/.a/6a00e553cd8368883301310fcc3919970c-pi" style="DISPLAY: inline"><img alt="SARK 2007jpg47_300dpi" class="asset asset-image at-xid-6a00e553cd8368883301310fcc3919970c " src="http://sarkjournal.typepad.com/.a/6a00e553cd8368883301310fcc3919970c-320wi" /></a> <br /></span></span></div>
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<div style="WORD-WRAP: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; -webkit-line-break: after-white-space"><span style="COLOR: #6000bf"><span style="COLOR: #0000ff">"Do more things badly."</span></span></div>
<div style="WORD-WRAP: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; -webkit-line-break: after-white-space"><span style="COLOR: #6000bf"><span style="COLOR: #6000bf"><span style="COLOR: #6000bf"><span style="COLOR: #0000ff"><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#0000ff" /></span></span></span></span> </div>
<div style="WORD-WRAP: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; -webkit-line-break: after-white-space"><span style="COLOR: #6000bf"><span style="COLOR: #6000bf"><span style="COLOR: #6000bf"><span style="COLOR: #0000ff"><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#0000ff">My inner perfectionist flipped out when I first heard this recommendation from one of my mentors; Rebecca Latimer, who wrote a book called </font><em><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#0000ff">You're Not Old Until You're Ninety: Best To Be Prepared, However</font></em><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#0000ff">.</font></span></span></span></span></div>
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<div style="WORD-WRAP: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; -webkit-line-break: after-white-space"><span style="COLOR: #6000bf"><span style="COLOR: #0000ff">Rebecca said to me;</span></span></div>
<div style="WORD-WRAP: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; -webkit-line-break: after-white-space"><span style="COLOR: #6000bf"><span style="COLOR: #0000ff">"Oh SARK, when you speak to groups of people, would you please let them know that if they meditate and do it badly, it still works? And that goes for everything else too. My best recommendation to you is to do more things badly."</span></span><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#0000ff"><br /></font></div>
<div style="WORD-WRAP: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; -webkit-line-break: after-white-space"><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#0000ff" /> </div>
<div style="WORD-WRAP: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; -webkit-line-break: after-white-space"><span style="COLOR: #6000bf"><span style="COLOR: #0000ff">I knew from experience that my perfectionistic ways were inhibiting my joy, so I took her recommendation to heart and began consciously practicing doing more things badly, or imperfectly, or just not up to my former standards. I discovered that the more I did "badly" the happier I felt.</span></span><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#0000ff"><br /></font></div>
<div style="WORD-WRAP: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; -webkit-line-break: after-white-space"><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#0000ff" /> </div>
<div style="WORD-WRAP: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; -webkit-line-break: after-white-space"><span style="COLOR: #6000bf"><span style="COLOR: #0000ff">I found that my perfectionist inside was exhausted by me and my ideas about how to do things. I'd learned really well from my perfectionistic Mother how to do things "the right way," which was basically HER way, but it took me years to figure that out.</span></span></div>
<div style="WORD-WRAP: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; -webkit-line-break: after-white-space"><span style="COLOR: #6000bf"><span style="COLOR: #0000ff" /></span> </div>
<div style="WORD-WRAP: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; -webkit-line-break: after-white-space"><span style="COLOR: #6000bf"><span style="COLOR: #0000ff">So that's when I began doing things like eating a chocolate cake with no silverware, lying down in line at the bank, singing Amazing Grace at the Department of Motor Vehicles, doing a TV interview with the back of my hair soaked in coconut oil from a massage the night before and singing Karaoke- without alcohol. I also experimented with tinier, more mundane things too.</span></span></div>
<div style="WORD-WRAP: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; -webkit-line-break: after-white-space"><span style="COLOR: #6000bf"><span style="COLOR: #0000ff" /></span> </div>
<div style="WORD-WRAP: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; -webkit-line-break: after-white-space"><span style="COLOR: #6000bf"><span style="COLOR: #0000ff">I've learned that not only is it fun to do things badly, it's such a relief to give up so many of the "rules" I'd grown up with and then imposed on myself. I've also learned that I'm a pretty high achiever, and in some cases, an over achiever, so my dialing down from a 10 on a 1 to 10 scale, to a 5 or 6, is barely noticeable to anyone else!</span></span></div>
<div style="WORD-WRAP: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; -webkit-line-break: after-white-space"><span style="COLOR: #6000bf"><span style="COLOR: #0000ff" /></span> </div>
<div style="WORD-WRAP: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; -webkit-line-break: after-white-space"><span style="COLOR: #6000bf"><span style="COLOR: #0000ff">It was noticeable to me however, so I engaged in some practices to support my new freedom.</span></span><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#0000ff"><br /></font></div>
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<div style="WORD-WRAP: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; -webkit-line-break: after-white-space"><span style="COLOR: #6000bf"><span style="COLOR: #0000ff">1. Giving myself "primary permission" to do some things badly or imperfectly, or just differently.</span></span></div>
<div style="WORD-WRAP: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; -webkit-line-break: after-white-space"><span style="COLOR: #6000bf"><span style="COLOR: #0000ff">I do this by experimenting and practicing, and noticing the results. For example, I'm usually very quick to do favors for people, or fulfill requests. My younger brother had asked me to find out some information for him prior to his wedding, and I simply didn't do it. When he asked for the information, and I confessed that I didn't have it and hadn't done it, he was shocked and annoyed with me. I apologized, but didn't feel guilty. We processed what had happened, and both realized that I was ALWAYS reliable and so rarely faltered, that I'd given myself no room at all to just be human. It was really fun to watch him be "the responsible one" who was getting things done for his wedding, and I got to experience the role of "someone who hadn't come through." I am now really learning to consciously give myself that primary permission first, that I'd always automatically given to other people.</span></span></div>
<div style="WORD-WRAP: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; -webkit-line-break: after-white-space"><span style="COLOR: #6000bf"><span style="COLOR: #0000ff" /></span> </div>
<div style="WORD-WRAP: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; -webkit-line-break: after-white-space"><span style="COLOR: #6000bf"><span style="COLOR: #0000ff">2. Ignoring or simply not noticing what others think</span></span><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#0000ff"><br /></font></div>
<div style="WORD-WRAP: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; -webkit-line-break: after-white-space"><span style="COLOR: #6000bf"><span style="COLOR: #0000ff">I used to get so scared or worried if someone felt disappointed, annoyed or irritated with me about something I had or hadn't done. I had been a people pleaser who relied on being filled up from outside sources in order to feel good. Now that I consistently practice self-love and exquisite self-care, I fill myself up first, and allow others to experience and take responsibility for their own emotions. I don't focus on other people's reactions much at all anymore, and it's felt like such a great relief. I also practice ignoring people when I do unusual things, or I invite them to join in. I got the whole room to sing Amazing Grace with me at the DMV. Several people sat, or laid down with me in the bank line, and it was no problem at all to find people to eat cake with me, with no silverware.</span></span></div>
<div style="WORD-WRAP: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; -webkit-line-break: after-white-space"><span style="COLOR: #6000bf"><span style="COLOR: #0000ff" /></span> </div>
<div style="WORD-WRAP: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; -webkit-line-break: after-white-space"><span style="COLOR: #6000bf"><span style="COLOR: #0000ff">3. Practicing self-love and exquisite self-care consistently</span></span><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#0000ff"><br /></font></div>
<div style="WORD-WRAP: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; -webkit-line-break: after-white-space"><span style="COLOR: #6000bf"><span style="COLOR: #0000ff"><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#0000ff">I practice living as a "full cup of self-love," ready to share the overflow with the world. I used to live like a half empty cup, looking for people or substances to fill me. Now that I've learned how to care for myself exquisitely, </font><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#0000ff">I can respond to the world, instead of reacting. In response, there is a choice, in reaction, there is very little choice. Now I choose what to respond to, and why. When I feel less than self-loving or caring, which is often every day, I engage in specific practices and processes to recenter myself. I am then able to extend so much more love to the world.</font></span></span></div>
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<div style="WORD-WRAP: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; -webkit-line-break: after-white-space"><span style="COLOR: #6000bf"><span style="COLOR: #0000ff">And of course, in all of the above, I also fail, falter, stumble, flail and flounder and do a lot of things badly, and sometimes very badly. I've discovered that being truly self-loving is a long term relationship with myself that contains EVERYthing, as every relationship does. The point is <em>not</em> to love myself all the time. The point is to practice loving myself as consistently as I am able, in all sorts of conditions. This means practicing loving the fat, forgetful, resistant parts too. And when I turn away from myself in aversion, to bring myself back as lovingly as I am able. And perhaps an even greater challenge, to love the successful, brilliant and soaring parts of myself. Because I sometimes feel more afraid of my joy than my pain. Pain seems easier to relate to, and joy can feel lonely.</span></span></div>
<div style="WORD-WRAP: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; -webkit-line-break: after-white-space"><span style="COLOR: #6000bf"><span style="COLOR: #0000ff" /></span><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#0000ff"><br /> </font></div>
<div style="WORD-WRAP: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; -webkit-line-break: after-white-space"><span style="COLOR: #6000bf"><span style="COLOR: #0000ff">My early abuse experiences taught me that pain lasts, and joy is unreliable. I've now learned to live more often in a opposite state- joy is everlasting, and pain can't always be trusted. And in between those two states, is the glorious middle spaces where most of my growth takes place. My explorations in doing more things badly have shown me that there is a lot of joy in the mess and chaos of living as a "splendidly imperfect" human bean.</span></span></div></div>
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        <title>Delight Yourself First</title>
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        <published>2009-06-25T13:25:30-07:00</published>
        <updated>2009-06-25T15:11:37-07:00</updated>
        <summary>"Remember to delight yourself first, then others can be truly delighted." This was my mantra when I published my first book in 1990, and still holds true. When we focus on the song of our soul and heart, then others...</summary>
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            <name>Susan Kennedy</name>
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<p><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#ff0080"><span style="COLOR: #ff007f; FONT-FAMILY: Arial">"<span style="FONT-SIZE: 14px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial">Remember to delight yourself first, then others can be truly delighted."</span></span></font></p>
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<div style="MIN-HEIGHT: 14px; MARGIN: 0px; WIDTH: 612px; HEIGHT: 109px"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 14px; MIN-HEIGHT: 14px; MARGIN: 0px; WIDTH: 612px; COLOR: #ff007f; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; HEIGHT: 109px">This was my mantra when I published my first book in 1990, and still holds true. When we focus on the song of our soul and heart, then others will be touched similarly. Sometimes people wonder or worry whether people will like or approve of their creative expression. It's none of your business. It's your business to stay present and focused for the work of your deepest dreams. It might look crooked or strange, or be very odd-but if it delights you, then it is yours, and will find it's way into other hearts.</span></div>
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<p><span style="FONT-SIZE: 14px; MARGIN: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 14px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: #ff007f; FONT-FAMILY: Arial">And if you'd like some incredible online support for your writing creations, I'm so glad to let you know about my new eprogram called Juicy Journaling with SARK: A Nourishing Adventure to Start Your Day off WRITE.</span> </span><a href="http://www.planetsark.com/JuicyJournaling.htm" title="blocked::http://www.planetsark.com/JuicyJournaling.htm"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 14px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial">http://www.planetsark.com/JuicyJournaling.htm</span></a></p></div>
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        <title>The Wonder of this Boy</title>
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        <published>2009-05-07T11:43:36-07:00</published>
        <updated>2009-05-07T11:41:44-07:00</updated>
        <summary>My spiritual godchild Jonah is a wonder. Here we are in Jonah's living room, with him teaching me how to spar. I'm wearing his helmet and gloves;-) His parents Val &amp; Clark teach him about energy, transformation and the power...</summary>
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            <name>Susan Kennedy</name>
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<div><span style="FONT-SIZE: 14px; COLOR: #8000ff; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><strong><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#8000ff">Here we <span style="COLOR: #8000ff; FONT-FAMILY: Arial">are in Jonah's living</span> room, with him teaching me how to </font><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#8000ff">spar.</font></strong></span></div>
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<div><span style="FONT-SIZE: 14px; COLOR: #8000ff; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><strong>I'm wearing his helmet and gloves;-)</strong></span></div>
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<div><span style="FONT-SIZE: 14px; COLOR: #8000ff; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><strong><span style="COLOR: #8000ff; FONT-FAMILY: Arial">His parents Val &amp; Clark teach him about energy, transformation and the power of manifesting.</span></strong></span></div>
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<div><span style="FONT-SIZE: 14px; COLOR: #8000ff; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><strong><span style="COLOR: #8000ff; FONT-FAMILY: Arial">The other day Val told me that she was late while driving, and needed a parking</span></strong></span></div>
<div><span style="COLOR: #8000ff; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 14px; COLOR: #8000ff; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><strong>space. So she asked Jonah to help manifest it. He said "Sure, Mom." She looked in her rear view </strong></span><span style="COLOR: #8000ff; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><strong><span style="FONT-SIZE: 14px; COLOR: #8000ff; FONT-FAMILY: Arial">mirror to find him in a meditative posture in his car seat. They then found a parking space. She then </span><span style="FONT-SIZE: 14px; COLOR: #a040ff; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 14px; COLOR: #8000ff; FONT-FAMILY: Arial">looked in the mirror to see him meditating again, and she asked what he was doing. And he replied;</span> </span></strong></span></span><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#8000ff"><span style="COLOR: #8000ff; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><strong><span style="FONT-SIZE: 14px; COLOR: #8000ff; FONT-FAMILY: Arial">"I'm manifesting a space for someone else."</span></strong></span></font></div></div>
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        <title>Ministers of Love</title>
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        <summary>Being "Ministers of Love" I'm noticing more and more how many opportunities there are to give and receive love, especially to "strangers." I don't really believe in strangers- I live in a world of everyone being a friend I just...</summary>
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            <name>Susan Kennedy</name>
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<div><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#ff0080">Being "Ministers of Love"</font> </div></div>
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<div><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#ff0080">I'm noticing more and more how many opportunities there are to give and receive love, especially to "strangers." I don't really believe in strangers- I live in a world of everyone being a friend I just haven't met yet.</font></div>
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<div><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#ff0080">People often think I'm unusual for being "so familiar," and yet they also like it. We all have an opportunity to be what I call a "Minister of Love." This isn't religious as much as spiritual. The dictionary says that a minister "attends to the wants and needs of others."</font></div>
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<div><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#ff0080">Recently while waiting at an airport for my flight to depart, I kept track of some of my opportunities to share love:</font></div>
<div><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#ff0080">*A woman traveling to Rome who was desperate for dental floss- I had some</font></div>
<div><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#ff0080">*A crabby man who admitted his back hurt and asked if anyone had aspirin- I had some</font></div>
<div><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#ff0080">*A flight attendant who finally smiled when I thanked her for doing her work so beautifully</font></div>
<div><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#ff0080">*An exhausted parent who appreciated me sitting next to her baby on a chair, so it wouldn't roll off while</font></div>
<div><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#ff0080">she dug in her diaper bag</font></div>
<div><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#ff0080">*A nervous woman traveling with her cat in a carrier, and crying because her cat was crying. I offered to do some interspecies telepathic communication with her cat, and she told me it didn't cry again on the flight</font></div>
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<div><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#ff0080">We can each be on the lookout for more opportunities to care for each other. So many people are already doing this, and I'm gratefull every time I'm the recipent of a kindness or offering of love. Every time we extend ourselves in these ways, there is a shift in the world's energy. Let's share our love as true "Ministers of Love." Share your thoughts or stories with me here- I will read them.</font></div>
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<div><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#ff0080">Love, Susan (aka SARK)</font></div></div>
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