<?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:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798660</id><updated>2009-02-21T09:12:06.938-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Uncommon Ground of Positives</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uncommonpositives.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uncommonpositives.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uncommonpositives.blogspot.com/'/><author><name>Cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16559088613999143545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798660.post-115264761210729823</id><published>2006-07-11T15:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T15:53:32.120-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://purl.org/atom/app#'>2006-07-11T15:53:32.120-04:00</app:edited><title type='text'>Infinity and Beyond</title><content type='html'>You've heard it before..."Think outside the box". &lt;br /&gt;Let's do more.  Stand beside the box.  Get in the box.  Be the box.  OK, the box has become pretty boring and even I want to think outside the box.  How about we do a circle now?  A circle is better;  you don't keep bumping into the same corners, everything doesn't end in a flat one-sided thingy and it's not so hard to move from point 'A' to point 'B' if necessary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Think outside the &lt;em&gt;circle&lt;/em&gt;".  Do more.  Stand beside the &lt;em&gt;circle&lt;/em&gt; and bounce it off anything.  Get in the &lt;em&gt;circle&lt;/em&gt; and do a little hula move (activity =  action).  Be the &lt;em&gt;circle&lt;/em&gt; and get from point 'A' to point 'B', just let it roll.  And when we are done with geometry... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you draw a line there are just so many ideas in and around it.  But, what if we never drew a line at all?  We could move on to infinity.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uncommonpositives.blogspot.com/feeds/115264761210729823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798660&amp;postID=115264761210729823&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798660/posts/default/115264761210729823?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uncommonpositives.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/115264761210729823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uncommonpositives.blogspot.com/2006/07/infinity-and-beyond.html' title='Infinity and Beyond'/><author><name>Cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16559088613999143545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798660.post-114498209126933299</id><published>2006-04-13T22:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T15:58:55.750-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://purl.org/atom/app#'>2006-07-11T15:58:55.750-04:00</app:edited><title type='text'>Human Collage</title><content type='html'>So if I'm a representation of combined life experiences, I'd like to name my top ten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've eaten conch, rattlesnake, alligator, snail, buffalo &amp; turtle.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I circulated a petition in high school for freedom of decisions and almost got expelled.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I lived through a tornado that lifted a tree over 25ft in circumference and laid it across my house while I was asleep.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I haven't met ANY famous people or even come close.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I gave birth to both my children without the water breaking and one was born breech. (They say only kings and queens are born in their water and I have to agree.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wrote the first literacy tutor training handbook to work with individuals who are deaf.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I had my picture taken with the Federalies (let me emphasize I was not under arrest and they were smiling for the photo op)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have ridden an elephant.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I camped out (all rustic) for two weeks in below freezing weather on an archaeological dig.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've held many live sea animals in my hands; sting rays, star fish, spider crabs, sea anemone, sea star, land crab and conch.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;That being said I can display myself as a human collage.  Nobody has all the same stuff stuck in the same spots or layered in the same way I do.  Now what kind of collage do you think I might be? Well, it doesn't really matter because you don't get to work on my collage.  I do have some manner of control over some of it and I intend on keeping it human!&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uncommonpositives.blogspot.com/feeds/114498209126933299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798660&amp;postID=114498209126933299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798660/posts/default/114498209126933299?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uncommonpositives.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/114498209126933299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uncommonpositives.blogspot.com/2006/04/human-collage.html' title='Human Collage'/><author><name>Cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16559088613999143545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798660.post-113574404498902542</id><published>2005-12-27T23:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T23:27:25.006-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://purl.org/atom/app#'>2005-12-27T23:27:25.006-05:00</app:edited><title type='text'>Happy Isn't a Noun.</title><content type='html'>I used to know this person that gave away "Happy's".  Gifts meant to 'make' you happy.  Unfortunately, if you could really be gifted with a true state of 'Happy', these gifts could also be taken away, lost, stolen or worse...a constant reminder you owe that someone for giving you 'happy'.  As if anyone had the power to control actual happiness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it can sometimes be an uphill battle discovering your own little gift of happiness, it's better than depending on the world to serve it up to you with a slice of peace.  Once you find it, it's yours to keep, discard or hold on to forever in a place where it might do a bit of good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is a state of being.  A descriptive verb of your past, present or future.  What you make of the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In retrospect, I'm glad 'Happy' isn't a noun.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uncommonpositives.blogspot.com/feeds/113574404498902542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798660&amp;postID=113574404498902542&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798660/posts/default/113574404498902542?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uncommonpositives.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/113574404498902542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uncommonpositives.blogspot.com/2005/12/happy-isnt-noun.html' title='Happy Isn&apos;t a Noun.'/><author><name>Cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16559088613999143545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798660.post-112869310223892391</id><published>2005-10-07T09:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T16:01:02.883-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://purl.org/atom/app#'>2006-07-11T16:01:02.883-04:00</app:edited><title type='text'>Prickly Colors</title><content type='html'>Geez! Why am I writing today. I'm blue. No particular reason. I just sit, work, listen to others laughing and living. Music all around. (I work at a radio station). And why is it called "blue"? Slap a color on us and we become a target for racism, an overly emotional being or just someone who had a little too much sun. Who knew colors could be so powerful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even my friends who are blind refer to colors. It's just a part of this planet, sight or no sight. On a planet without a sun, thus no light, thus no colors, maybe those born without color would describe themselves as being rough or hard or prickly today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. Since I have to stick with this planet for now...I can pick my own color for the day. I don't have to be blue or worry about being prickly. I pick orange. Join me.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uncommonpositives.blogspot.com/feeds/112869310223892391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798660&amp;postID=112869310223892391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798660/posts/default/112869310223892391?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uncommonpositives.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/112869310223892391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uncommonpositives.blogspot.com/2005/10/prickly-colors.html' title='Prickly Colors'/><author><name>Cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16559088613999143545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798660.post-112784313577453347</id><published>2005-09-27T13:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T16:02:58.226-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://purl.org/atom/app#'>2006-07-11T16:02:58.226-04:00</app:edited><title type='text'>Opposite and Equal Reaction</title><content type='html'>As always, I'm trying to find something positive. With the overwhelming torrents of destruction with Katrina and Rita I'm sure we are all looking for something positive. My immediate reaction was that the whole human race should be wiped off the face of the earth. Why? Because I watched as humans killed, looted, oogled and profited from such a tremendous tragedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could I possibly say anything that would shed some light on the existence of "the positive"? Because I believe there is an opposite and equal reaction to any situation - humans are included in that balance of nature. Unfortunately evil reared it's ugly head first but, an equal reaction from a humanity worth saving, conquers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humans rescued, donated, sheltered and sacrificed to alleviate the pain of the tragedy. My hope lies in the positive. Otherwise, some alien race should just come right now and put us out of our misery.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uncommonpositives.blogspot.com/feeds/112784313577453347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798660&amp;postID=112784313577453347&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798660/posts/default/112784313577453347?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uncommonpositives.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/112784313577453347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uncommonpositives.blogspot.com/2005/09/opposite-and-equal-reaction.html' title='Opposite and Equal Reaction'/><author><name>Cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16559088613999143545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798660.post-112230058376824319</id><published>2005-07-25T10:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T13:57:14.333-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://purl.org/atom/app#'>2005-07-25T13:57:14.333-04:00</app:edited><title type='text'>Uncommon Ground of Positives</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Well, I always feel like I have to bring balance to everything. My husband has launched his �??&lt;em&gt;Common Man�??s Rants and Raves&lt;/em&gt;�??. It is only appropriate I launch my version of the �??&lt;em&gt;Uncommon Ground of Positives&lt;/em&gt;�??. The nice thing about being husband and wife though, is we can share visions, irritations, fantasies, oh yeah, and the positive and negative. So, some of his rants I endorse and some of my positives are the embodiment of his influence! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ahhh, harmony abounds.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'll just drop in now and then to post something positive for a world whose most common ground slopes toward the negative.  Check out the 'what if's' and the 'what is' when it comes to positive thinking.&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uncommonpositives.blogspot.com/feeds/112230058376824319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798660&amp;postID=112230058376824319&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798660/posts/default/112230058376824319?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uncommonpositives.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/112230058376824319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uncommonpositives.blogspot.com/2005/07/uncommon-ground-of-positives.html' title='Uncommon Ground of Positives'/><author><name>Cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16559088613999143545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry></feed>