<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9283709</id><updated>2024-03-07T03:56:56.218-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cruising the My Way Highway</title><subtitle type='html'>Do you know where you&#39;re going?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whisperzone.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9283709/posts/default?alt=atom'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whisperzone.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9283709/posts/default?alt=atom&amp;start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>WhisperZone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15356901998669105117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>48</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9283709.post-114349834005679851</id><published>2006-03-27T17:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T17:25:40.070-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What&#39;s the big deal?</title><content type='html'>Why is everyone so stirred over this war in Iraq?  It&#39;s not like we haven&#39;t killed before.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just look at how little concern we have for our own lives.  We&#39;re killing ourselves at an astonishing rate.  Look at the heart attack and cancer death rates.  Not to mention the numbers we kill on our streets.  Or the slow deaths we suffer at the hands of loved ones whose cutting words sap the life out of us.  The list goes on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Killing is all we know how to do.  Roberta Flack had it right.  We&#39;re killing us softly with our song of violence upon ourselves and each other.  So why should Iraq get a free pass?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, it keeps El Presidente busy so he can&#39;t do any real harm here in our country.  That&#39;s good enough for us, isn&#39;t it?</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9283709/posts/default/114349834005679851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9283709/posts/default/114349834005679851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whisperzone.blogspot.com/2006/03/whats-big-deal.html' title='What&#39;s the big deal?'/><author><name>WhisperZone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15356901998669105117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9283709.post-113465830713764423</id><published>2005-12-15T09:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T09:51:47.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'>An exercise in letting go</title><content type='html'>What would happen if you let go of your thoughts and the things you want to put your attention on?  Not to ignore them, but to assign them equal priority with everything else in life?  To simply experience whatever comes, without trying to direct it somewhere else?</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9283709/posts/default/113465830713764423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9283709/posts/default/113465830713764423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whisperzone.blogspot.com/2005/12/exercise-in-letting-go.html' title='An exercise in letting go'/><author><name>WhisperZone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15356901998669105117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9283709.post-113313855876696403</id><published>2005-11-27T19:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T19:44:23.673-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reincarnation</title><content type='html'>What if this were not your only lifetime?  What if you had lived before?  Many people believe that they have.  Some have memories they cannot attribute to the events of their current life.  Others just a feeling of &quot;been there, done that.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what if you have?  Does that change the way you see or live this one?  Does it raise another question, like, &quot;If this isn&#39;t my first/only life, what is the meaning of this one?  Could the experiences life&#39;s bringing be more than random events?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the questions that come as we travel the path of the soul&#39;s awakening.  Where life takes on a greater purpose than just getting through the day.  Are you ready to find that meaning?  And know your own way to assimilate the unique set of experiences that make up your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit us at &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.whisperzone.org&quot;&gt;WhisperZone.org&lt;/a&gt;, home for those who know they&#39;re on this journey.  And who want to gather together with others joined in common purpose to build their visions of heaven on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is your journey.  Won&#39;t you join us?</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9283709/posts/default/113313855876696403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9283709/posts/default/113313855876696403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whisperzone.blogspot.com/2005/11/reincarnation.html' title='Reincarnation'/><author><name>WhisperZone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15356901998669105117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9283709.post-113010824889943761</id><published>2005-10-23T18:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T18:57:28.926-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Matter of Faith</title><content type='html'>Sometimes we just have to act on faith, following the inner voice no matter what our thoughts, fears, or self-interests say otherwise.  It&#39;s not easy, at least at first.  But the more you realize there&#39;s a light that shines even in the darkness, it gets a little easier to take that step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now we&#39;re having one of those moments here in South Florida.  The whispers of my soul are carrying the day.  Telling me to trust in Providence, that my willingness to follow its guidance and risk the oncoming storm is more important than life itself.  And funny, my family agrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come this time tomorrow I may be singing a different tune.  But I trust my inner voice -- and the power from which it speaks -- will carry me through.  Just as I hope you will have faith to follow your inner voice if you should face difficult days ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go with love.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9283709/posts/default/113010824889943761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9283709/posts/default/113010824889943761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whisperzone.blogspot.com/2005/10/matter-of-faith.html' title='A Matter of Faith'/><author><name>WhisperZone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15356901998669105117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9283709.post-112905543049460816</id><published>2005-10-11T14:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T15:05:28.136-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What&#39;s in it for ME?</title><content type='html'>Isn&#39;t that what we all want to know?  What&#39;s in it for us?  Doesn&#39;t much matter what &quot;it&quot; is.  It seems a fact of life that there&#39;s always a component of self-interest.  Whether it&#39;s for money.  Fame.  Good feelings. Whatever.  It&#39;s a given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if we do good for others, what&#39;s in it for us?  Sure, there are good feelings.  But is that all?  Is there something more that comes with living the Golden Rule?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ve got my ideas, but that&#39;s not important at the moment.  What matters is what&#39;s right for your experience of this life.  Your inner master knows.  Go inside.  Find out for yourself.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hint:  When you do, you won&#39;t have to choose between serving them and serving you any more.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9283709/posts/default/112905543049460816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9283709/posts/default/112905543049460816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whisperzone.blogspot.com/2005/10/whats-in-it-for-me.html' title='What&#39;s in it for ME?'/><author><name>WhisperZone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15356901998669105117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9283709.post-112874657036047859</id><published>2005-10-08T00:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T00:45:23.116-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Allowing the Moment</title><content type='html'>When you allow all things to be as they are created (including yourself), there will be no unfulfilled expectations to bring disappointment or discontent.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9283709/posts/default/112874657036047859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9283709/posts/default/112874657036047859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whisperzone.blogspot.com/2005/10/allowing-moment.html' title='Allowing the Moment'/><author><name>WhisperZone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15356901998669105117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9283709.post-112765939533314574</id><published>2005-09-25T10:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T10:43:15.340-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Creating Your World</title><content type='html'>We don&#39;t need to struggle with whatever outer or inner expressions we create, or have created in the past.  But we can if we want.  Or we can see ourselves and our expressions and our interactions with others as manifesting our dreams, and allow those aspects that support them to come forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you see yourself?  What do you create?</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9283709/posts/default/112765939533314574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9283709/posts/default/112765939533314574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whisperzone.blogspot.com/2005/09/creating-your-world.html' title='Creating Your World'/><author><name>WhisperZone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15356901998669105117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9283709.post-112612502482451090</id><published>2005-09-07T16:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T16:30:24.830-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking for Someone to Love?</title><content type='html'>Service is an expression of love.  The greatest service we can do is for those within the circle God gives us.  As we serve them (and us), it will expand and other opportunities to serve will appear.  We don&#39;t have to go looking for them.  Then if the urge arises to break out of that circle and help strangers, maybe we can follow it.  To do so while ignoring the opportunities before us does us all, and God, a disservice.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9283709/posts/default/112612502482451090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9283709/posts/default/112612502482451090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whisperzone.blogspot.com/2005/09/looking-for-someone-to-love.html' title='Looking for Someone to Love?'/><author><name>WhisperZone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15356901998669105117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9283709.post-112600578881197077</id><published>2005-09-06T07:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T07:24:29.450-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Your Own Way</title><content type='html'>Going your own way doesn&#39;t mean trying to get all of what you want.  It means getting the experiences you came here to get.  And sometimes to get them means not going anywhere at all -- even when you&#39;re not particularly satisfied with where you&#39;re at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at what each moment is bringing you.  That experience is the reason you&#39;re here.  Make the most of it.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9283709/posts/default/112600578881197077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9283709/posts/default/112600578881197077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whisperzone.blogspot.com/2005/09/going-your-own-way.html' title='Going Your Own Way'/><author><name>WhisperZone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15356901998669105117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9283709.post-112566935172817502</id><published>2005-09-02T09:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T09:55:51.733-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Entering the Fear Zone</title><content type='html'>Fear is such a wonderful teacher, but we shrink from it in horror.  It offers us the chance to surrender to the moment, and allow ourselves to merge into the flow of God&#39;s love.  Most of the time, though, we fight back, desperately searching for a way out.  Trying to control all that happens and steer our way around it by force of will, often deluding ourselves into thinking those things are essential to get what we want or need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would happen if we allowed ourselves to enter the &quot;fear zone?&quot;  To quit trying to make things happen and allow what we fear to come, if that is what is intended?  Will we die?  Will we lose all we hold dear?  These are, after all, gifts from God, and as we all know, they can be snatched away by Him without warning.  No matter what we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is to say that we will suffer more greatly than we do now, continually running away and refusing to allow life to happen?</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9283709/posts/default/112566935172817502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9283709/posts/default/112566935172817502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whisperzone.blogspot.com/2005/09/entering-fear-zone.html' title='Entering the Fear Zone'/><author><name>WhisperZone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15356901998669105117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9283709.post-112480526042713715</id><published>2005-08-23T09:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T09:54:20.433-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One Hand Tied Behind Your Back</title><content type='html'>Life is full of limitations.  It&#39;s like we have to meet it with one hand tied behind our backs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps our greatest challenge is to acknowledge and love those limitations while perfecting our ability to work within them.  Not seeking it from others.  Not even by chasing our desires to prove how good we are or asserting our wills to hedge the uncertainty they inherently bring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe once we&#39;ve perfected that art, we&#39;ll be allowed to untie the other hand.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9283709/posts/default/112480526042713715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9283709/posts/default/112480526042713715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whisperzone.blogspot.com/2005/08/one-hand-tied-behind-your-back.html' title='One Hand Tied Behind Your Back'/><author><name>WhisperZone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15356901998669105117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9283709.post-112388447029269073</id><published>2005-08-12T18:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T18:07:50.300-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Feel the Presence</title><content type='html'>Can you feel the Presence?  It&#39;s in you, and all around you.  Just like the Force of Star Wars fame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the Source of that Presence.  Know that you are sending it forth into the world.  It is from your vibration that all within your sphere is created.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know it.  Feel it.  Be it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it is.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9283709/posts/default/112388447029269073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9283709/posts/default/112388447029269073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whisperzone.blogspot.com/2005/08/feel-presence.html' title='Feel the Presence'/><author><name>WhisperZone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15356901998669105117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9283709.post-112308814518209721</id><published>2005-08-03T12:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T12:56:34.870-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Be What You Are</title><content type='html'>So many times in life we try to be what others want us to be.  Or worse, we prop ourselves up behind self-images made up of the different things we do.  Like I used to say I&#39;m a lawyer, because I am.  But those things we do, and the labels attached to them, are not us.  And they do a darn poor job of describing who and what we really are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over these last years those descriptions of me were somewhat loosened as I delved more and more into my own nature, and wrote about all the things I found.  But in their place I took on new labels.  You know, spiritual teacher, author, speaker.  But these are no more descriptive of me than lawyer was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, I do all those things.  Just as you do all the things in your life.  But they aren&#39;t me, any more than the hats you wear are you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So who am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am that unique package of me that I bring to the world.  With all of its blemishes, and all of its wonderful qualities.  I can&#39;t run away from any of it, or emphasize one part over another.  The mind of the lawyer is the same mind of the writer and teacher and husband and father who loves to play with his kids.  In fact, it is so hard to describe myself that I won&#39;t even try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I simply am, learning about me and expressing myself through my creativity, contemplation, and connection with the life in and around me.  In short, I am John.  Nothing more can be said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are you?</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9283709/posts/default/112308814518209721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9283709/posts/default/112308814518209721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whisperzone.blogspot.com/2005/08/be-what-you-are.html' title='Be What You Are'/><author><name>WhisperZone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15356901998669105117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9283709.post-112292316985311617</id><published>2005-08-01T14:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T15:06:48.740-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Spirituality of Money</title><content type='html'>Money isn&#39;t the root of all evil.  But then, many people think it is.  And if they believe it, it probably is.  At least to them.  I hope you&#39;re not one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money is a medium that allows us to exchange value.  But to get money, first we have to create value.  We&#39;ve got to give someone else what they want or need.  In other words, they&#39;ve got a hunger for something, and it&#39;s our job to feed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&#39;ve got a hunger, too.  God is using money as a way to feed your hunger.  Maybe your desires are running wild, and you hunger for more, more, more.  Maybe it&#39;s your fears, and money is simply allowing you to confront them one more time.  Maybe it&#39;s your refusal to consider the source of your own existence, so money is being cut off so you&#39;ll have to face whether you will still be here tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is much that money can teach you about yourself.  And when you finally learn it, God will reward you in spades.  Unless, of course, you think ignorance is bliss.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9283709/posts/default/112292316985311617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9283709/posts/default/112292316985311617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whisperzone.blogspot.com/2005/08/spirituality-of-money.html' title='The Spirituality of Money'/><author><name>WhisperZone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15356901998669105117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9283709.post-112172734344089179</id><published>2005-07-18T18:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T18:55:43.446-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You Can Lead Humanity To a Better Future</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time this blog was about getting people to know their own way through life.  But I guess I didn&#39;t do a very good job of explaining why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our world is in a heap of trouble.  But this turmoil is setting the stage for a revival, a New Renaissance in the awakening of mankind.  Our individual expression and self-realization simply allows us to participate in that, and to help lead the others who are not yet aware of their own role in the movement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a grand time.  Awaken, my friends.  See the possibilities that stretch out before you, possibilities for a new tomorrow of which few have dreamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dream of them.  And I hope you will, too.  Join us.  Prepare the way to lead mankind out of its morass into the Golden Age promised for so long.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9283709/posts/default/112172734344089179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9283709/posts/default/112172734344089179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whisperzone.blogspot.com/2005/07/you-can-lead-humanity-to-better-future.html' title='You Can Lead Humanity To a Better Future'/><author><name>WhisperZone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15356901998669105117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9283709.post-111998873785044102</id><published>2005-06-28T15:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T16:08:15.733-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Whose Religion Is It, Anyway?</title><content type='html'>Christianity wasn&#39;t supposed to be like this.  In fact, it didn&#39;t even have a name when it started.  The followers of Jesus weren&#39;t intended to pray to him, but to go to the source toward which he was pointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then this church popped up with all its institutionalized rules, icons, and saints, and lo and behold, things got even more out of control than those last hours after the Last Supper.  On the one hand spreading what was said to be the word of God, and on the other inflicting such pain that even Genghis Khan would reel in horror.  Gathering all the while such unimaginable wealth that the Crown Jewels pale in comparison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let&#39;s stop for a moment and take a breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who run the Church -- heck, all of the churches, whatever the denomination -- mean well.  But they&#39;re operating on a faulty premise -- the interpretation of what Jesus meant when he said, &quot;Only though Me can you go to the Father.&quot;  And from that, thinking that our salvation comes only when we believe in him as our one and only lord and savior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He didn&#39;t say that.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Far be it for me to burst their bubble, or suggest that he&#39;d let God leave those who believe in him high and dry.  However, what if their understanding is wrong, and they have to come back and do it again until they get it right?  If so, maybe they&#39;ll find out that Jesus isn&#39;t going to save them after all, and that it&#39;s up to us to save ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But who needs to argue over semantics? Those who believe that wouldn&#39;t listen to me anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That&#39;s the problem we all have -- we&#39;re all too stuck on ourselves.  Or more particularly on our own thoughts and beliefs, fueled by our fears and desires.  There&#39;s more than we think we know.  But we&#39;ll never be able to see, much less consider it, until we find a way to look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have to take off the blinders of our beliefs.  About Jesus.  About Christianity.  About Spirituality.  About Metaphysics.  And about any and all of the other things that keep us locked into this way of seeing the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus and his disciples were trying to show us another way to see the world.  But we missed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you&#39;re interested in considering other possibilities, you&#39;re in the right place.  That&#39;s why I&#39;m here.  To shake up that status quo, so that you can make room for something new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether that comes from me or someone else isn&#39;t important.  All that matters for now is that you start to loosen the strap on those blinders.  Because there&#39;s a whole lot more to life that you&#39;re not seeing.  And won&#39;t, until you get them off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go with love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;john&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS Oh, yeah.  I forgot to tell you what he meant by &quot;only through Me.&quot;  Me referred to the composite ego of soul, mind, body and emotions.  Only by knowing ourselves in all of our aspects and capabilities can we open our own connection to the Father.  Only by perfecting our ability to love can we start to put our beliefs and self-interests behind us long enough to consider all that He offers us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I know this?  You wouldn&#39;t believe me if I told you.  Let&#39;s just say I got it from a very good source.  And more than that, I worked with many wise masters over the years who shared a thing or two along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So go ahead, keep practicing the same old way, following the same tired old rituals and saying the same old prayers without knowing what they really mean or are intended to do.  It&#39;s your life.  But you&#39;d think that after 2000 years we&#39;d have more results than holding out hope things will get better after Armageddon.  I&#39;m not sure I want to wait around that long, or keep coming back for more of the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you&#39;re ready for more, to truly invite the Father into your life, and to start getting the benefit of &quot;all these things and more&quot; that you are capable of bringing into this world, visit us at WhisperZone.org.  Because there we show you how to do so.  And to know your own way through the maze life has built before you.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9283709/posts/default/111998873785044102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9283709/posts/default/111998873785044102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whisperzone.blogspot.com/2005/06/whose-religion-is-it-anyway.html' title='Whose Religion Is It, Anyway?'/><author><name>WhisperZone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15356901998669105117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9283709.post-111833498447125777</id><published>2005-06-09T12:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T12:36:24.476-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What&#39;s Going On?</title><content type='html'>This world&#39;s a mess.  We&#39;ve become ever-more polarized, with conflicts erupting everywhere.   Entrenched powers are locked in a death grip with those who want another way.   Metaphysics vs. religion, terrorism vs. established order, commercialism vs. the have-nots, political right vs. political left -- the list is endless.   Understand why it is happening, and what to do about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, I&#39;m John Dennison.  And I&#39;d like to tell you about a great spiritual intention that is being played out today.   The seen and unseen worlds are parts of a single system of creation that is integrating all its aspects in its effort to evolve.  Like opposite sides of the same coin, neither can exist without the other.     The conflicts in our lives, and world, are playing out that spiritual intention to be known and heard in all our aspects.   Even Mother Earth is getting into the act with dramatic shifts in her land masses, energy fields, weather, and world climate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There&#39;s no need to stay mired in the dramas that are now playing out.   Moreover, you can ease the transition by doing your part in our awakening while accelerating your own journey along the spiritual path,    Raise your perspective and rise above the conflicts that are leading our world, and indeed our relationships with ourselves and those we love, to the brink of destruction, loosening the hold of the old ways to make room for the new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Join me and others who are trying to show the warring sides there is another way.  Only you can make your contribution to the cause.   Only you know your own way to do so.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9283709/posts/default/111833498447125777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9283709/posts/default/111833498447125777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whisperzone.blogspot.com/2005/06/whats-going-on.html' title='What&#39;s Going On?'/><author><name>WhisperZone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15356901998669105117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9283709.post-111810028462422240</id><published>2005-06-06T19:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T19:24:44.630-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fighting To Be Heard</title><content type='html'>Where’s the volume control?  This noise is deafening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many voices are talking at each other.  And so many voices are not being heard.  And so we speak louder and louder, yet achieve so little success.  What are we doing wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I thought it was just me, that maybe I was having trouble saying what was on my mind.  But now, I’m not so sure.  Because the whole world sounds like it’s talking, but no one seems to be listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know we’re talking.  Our lips are moving.  There are even words coming out of our mouths.   But somehow we don’t understand each other.  Or worse, we don’t care what each other is saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t get me wrong.  I’m not condemning anyone for it.  In fact, I’m probably as guilty as the next.  But it sure seems funny that for all our desire to connect and the lip service we give to communicating with each other, our efforts are so ineffective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just this morning I was sitting at Starbucks with a group of regulars where one of our friends was sharing the details of a troubled relationship.  It wasn’t the first time this particular upset was discussed, for last week her other half shared his side of the story.  Both spilled out their guts.  Their pain cut us all to the bone.  And they way they described it, both were right in their side of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can both be right and everything turn out so wrong?  Yet, here they are, wallowing in unhappiness.   And so they remain, stuck in the middle of an untenable situation, unwilling to make the peace and unable to change things so they’ll work for both of them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s not like it was a mystery why they were fighting.  Each knew what the other said they wanted.  But each wanted something different, and refused to accept that they couldn’t have it.  Each kept repeating his or her own concerns like a broken record.  &lt;br /&gt;It’s like they were talking to walls, speaking but not being heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of us aren’t much different.  We fight so hard to be heard, yet no one is listening.  Or at least if they are, they don’t care enough to do it our way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to think the problem was that those with the quickest tongues shouted down the rest of us, seizing the floor so they could steer the conversation (and any resulting action) the way they wanted.  So we fought back to keep from being trampled.  And to some extent, that still happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the more I look at it, the more I realize something else is going on.  It’s not like we can’t get out what we want to say.  There isn’t any shortage of opinions in the world.  We all have one, and we’re usually able to share it, even when others try to shout us down or cut us off.  However, it’s a rare day when someone else actually accepts our words on face value and says, “You know, you’re right.  I’ll change my way of thinking.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is our Gordian knot – a problem so difficult there is no solution.  At least, there’s none when playing by the rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stay locked in situations where we want one thing, and someone else wants another.  And unless one of us lets go of what we want, we never find a peaceful equilibrium.  At worst it’s open warfare.  And at best we reach an uneasy truce, giving in a little here or there until we aren’t willing to give any more.  Then things blow up and its back to war, just like they did with our Starbucks friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like the commercial, we each want it our way.  And we want it now.  We get our minds set on something and we only see one way to get it.  So that’s the way we go, setting our course for its attainment.  Rarely is it the only path; it’s just the only one we choose to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s why I don’t see an answer coming any time soon, at least not while we’re blinded by our own perspectives.  Filtered by our egos and desires, nothing else can get through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are we to do?  Keep living with an ever-present tension between competing objectives, glued together by love, expediency or something in between?  Is it our lot to continually test our ability to struggle in the never-never-land between our desire to have things our way and what everyone else wants for theirs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until we can answer this question, our lives and world will remain locked in conflict.  Just as my friends remain locked in their tragedy, each deeply in love with the other.  And each equally unwilling to set everything else aside to see what that love can build.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it any wonder none of us wants to listen?  At least, not until we think it serves us to?</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9283709/posts/default/111810028462422240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9283709/posts/default/111810028462422240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whisperzone.blogspot.com/2005/06/fighting-to-be-heard.html' title='Fighting To Be Heard'/><author><name>WhisperZone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15356901998669105117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9283709.post-111696849257102892</id><published>2005-05-24T16:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T17:07:10.326-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace, Prosperity and Abundance</title><content type='html'>What more than these can we ask of life?  Don&#39;t we want to have it all?  So why do we fail?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of my colleagues seem to think our failure to live abundant lives (in all respects) has to do with a subconscious mentality of lack -- we think we don&#39;t have enough, so we don&#39;t get enough.  Perhaps they&#39;re right.  But I think there&#39;s somethng more insidious at play here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest reason we don&#39;t get them is we never set the intention of having it all.  And then believing with every ounce of our being that we will get it.  Somewhere along the line we think it&#39;s wrong to have it all, that because there are so many who live without that we must, too.  At least to some extent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don&#39;t feel guilty about what God brings you.  And don&#39;t feel guilty about wanting more.  Because he wants you to have it.  But you&#39;ll never get it all until you truly believe and know with every fiber that He will provide it to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, this sounds kinda touchy feeling, and maybe even religious.  But then, the Christianity I was taught says God gives it to us on the one hand, and then plants the seed of doubt.  Like it&#39;s easier to get a camel through the eye of a needle than a rich man into heaven.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is your doubt that holds you back.  Will you tell me I&#39;m wrong?   Now, how can you expect God to fulfill your intention when you&#39;re telling him that you don&#39;t think he will?  Which one is He to follow?  Your doubt becomes a self-fulfilling prophecy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try it. Vanquish doubt in your life, and breathe life into your intention.  Not on the steps to make it real.  Just the intention itself.  Know what you want, and know that it is.  Not will be.  Is.  Because when you know it is, there is no room to doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me know what happens.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9283709/posts/default/111696849257102892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9283709/posts/default/111696849257102892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whisperzone.blogspot.com/2005/05/peace-prosperity-and-abundance.html' title='Peace, Prosperity and Abundance'/><author><name>WhisperZone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15356901998669105117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9283709.post-111530635579576420</id><published>2005-05-05T11:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T11:19:15.816-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you addicted?</title><content type='html'>Why do we profess to want one thing, and then drive it away?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We say we want love, yet we refuse God&#39;s love or even to love ourselves.  We say we want happiness, but we focus only on the things that make us miserable.  We say we want life&#39;s riches, but we think money is the root of all evil rather than God&#39;s gift to create the lives we want to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ll tell you why.  Because we&#39;re addicted to suffering.  Plain and simple, we just can&#39;t get enough of it, and constantly test our ability to get more.  And since misery loves company, we spread it around to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So don&#39;t give me this bull about wanting a better life.  Because I think you like it just the way it is.  After all, you made that bed.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, you can unmake it.  Or better yet, roll over to the other side where the sheets are clean and waiting to wrap you in your dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, enjoy your nightmare.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9283709/posts/default/111530635579576420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9283709/posts/default/111530635579576420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whisperzone.blogspot.com/2005/05/are-you-addicted.html' title='Are you addicted?'/><author><name>WhisperZone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15356901998669105117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9283709.post-111466171355678029</id><published>2005-04-28T00:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T00:15:13.556-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Assembling the Network of Light</title><content type='html'>The time for being completely preoccupied with our individual dramas is coming to an end.  Soon many will feel the urge to life their eyes upward and join with others to assemble the puzzle of Heaven on Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will require great effort, particularly for those whose lower bodies are not yet aligned and fully serving their souls.  Egoic distortions and clashes are sure to occur, and the initial participants will be explorers charged with establishing a framework by which others can come forward to serve.  First will come those with he vision, followed by the explorers, then the builders of the infrastructure, and finally those who will construct the new reality for all to live.  All will play a vital part in ushering in our children&#39;s future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What role will you play in this process?  The choice will soon be yours.  Will you be ready?</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9283709/posts/default/111466171355678029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9283709/posts/default/111466171355678029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whisperzone.blogspot.com/2005/04/assembling-network-of-light.html' title='Assembling the Network of Light'/><author><name>WhisperZone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15356901998669105117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9283709.post-111362012033873805</id><published>2005-04-15T22:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T22:55:20.340-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Listening as a way of Life</title><content type='html'>Many of you probably know I&#39;ve spent a lifetime in the business of listening.  As a lawyer, it was my job to read between the lines, and then use what I found to craft a result.  Is it little wonder that I think listening is the number one thing our world needs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to ourselves.  Listening to others.  Listening to life.  There&#39;s not much more that needs to be said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine a world where we truly listen, with all our hearts, all our souls and all our minds.  And then to know intuitively just what to do to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What more can we ask?  Will you try?</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9283709/posts/default/111362012033873805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9283709/posts/default/111362012033873805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whisperzone.blogspot.com/2005/04/listening-as-way-of-life.html' title='Listening as a way of Life'/><author><name>WhisperZone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15356901998669105117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9283709.post-111264207955658450</id><published>2005-04-04T15:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T15:14:39.556-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you want?</title><content type='html'>No matter what you do in your life, you&#39;ll keep coming back to one thing.  What&#39;s in it for you?  What do you want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It underlies your every intention, and shapes how you interact with this world.  So, before you go any farther, ask yourself what you want.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that you think you know, challenge yourself.  Is it really what you want?  Or is there some deeper desire beneath it, waiting to be found?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your intention, now, in this moment?</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9283709/posts/default/111264207955658450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9283709/posts/default/111264207955658450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whisperzone.blogspot.com/2005/04/what-do-you-want.html' title='What do you want?'/><author><name>WhisperZone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15356901998669105117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9283709.post-111211438256795669</id><published>2005-03-29T11:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T11:39:42.570-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No magic  bullets for changing your life</title><content type='html'>I hate to be the one to tell you this, but there are no magic bullets.  There&#39;s no one thing you can do to transform yourself or your life.  After all, the way things are is the reason you&#39;re here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That doesn&#39;t mean you can&#39;t form the intention to be or do more, and work to make it happen.  You are allowed to set your direction and make the effort to get there.  Just understand it&#39;s all about the effort, and what you experience along the way.  Whether you make it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the spiritual journey of your life.  Enjoy it.  Who knows?  It may be the only one you&#39;ll get.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9283709/posts/default/111211438256795669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9283709/posts/default/111211438256795669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whisperzone.blogspot.com/2005/03/no-magic-bullets-for-changing-your.html' title='No magic  bullets for changing your life'/><author><name>WhisperZone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15356901998669105117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9283709.post-111185603855759786</id><published>2005-03-26T11:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T11:53:58.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Feel the Pain</title><content type='html'>No pain, no gain.  If you participated in organized sports, I&#39;m sure you&#39;ve heard that many times before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain hurts.  Yet rarely do we see the gain that it offers.  Because it hurts, often we shrink from it, building walls to protect us from its sting rather than push through to the goal we seek.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, pain seems a little easier to bear when we have someone to share it with, if only to keep it from eating us away inside.  Not to expect them to take it from us, but just to know they care and are there in our time of need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet those walls we build lock it inside.  Worse, they cause us to turn a deaf ear and not make the difference that we otherwise might.  For them or us.  Too often we wallow in it, and allow others do do the same.  After all, it&#39;s their problem, not ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all know how to alleviate pain.  But do we?  Or do we lock our pain in while trying to keep new pains out?  And make others do the same.  Not knowing that when we feel it together we can ease it and let it go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you&#39;re cruising down your life&#39;s highway, how do you respond to pain, whether in you or others?  Do you shrink from it?  Or do you use it to connect to life, and tear down the walls that keep you separate and apart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain opens a window to your soul, and that of humanity.  Will you keep the curtains drawn?</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9283709/posts/default/111185603855759786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9283709/posts/default/111185603855759786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whisperzone.blogspot.com/2005/03/feel-pain.html' title='Feel the Pain'/><author><name>WhisperZone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15356901998669105117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>