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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/rss2full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301389074719268703</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Fri, 08 Jul 2011 10:40:20 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>Holidays</category><category>friendship</category><category>children</category><category>lessons</category><category>movies</category><category>Discussion</category><category>Road Trip</category><category>Christmas</category><category>Love</category><category>youth</category><category>Peace</category><category>growth</category><category>Perception</category><category>Spiritual</category><category>Women</category><category>Poem</category><category>Change</category><category>Believe</category><category>inspiration</category><category>Gift</category><category>Equality</category><category>life</category><title>EVERYDAY MATTERS</title><description>INFORM INSPIRE IGNITE, 
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of Everyday Matters</description><link>http://everydaymatters-kb.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Angie Vicario)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/OLLx" /><feedburner:info uri="blogspot/ollx" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><feedburner:browserFriendly></feedburner:browserFriendly><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301389074719268703.post-6403360191689898471</guid><pubDate>Sun, 08 May 2011 13:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-05-08T10:34:32.563-04:00</atom:updated><title>Happy Mothers Day</title><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6iUTrJ7gqjM/Tcali_8F7CI/AAAAAAAAALo/kuQbYn6utDQ/s1600/mom%2Band%2Bdad%2Btoday.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6iUTrJ7gqjM/Tcali_8F7CI/AAAAAAAAALo/kuQbYn6utDQ/s320/mom%2Band%2Bdad%2Btoday.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604348807006776354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Message to My Mother:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;For all you do, with thankless intention&lt;div&gt;For all you are, with constant reinvention&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For all you give, with little or no mention&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For all you taught, despite life's apprehension&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're the sparkle in my shine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're the magic which transcends time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're the giver of the light&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're the thoughts I hold at night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For all I've never said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For all I haven't done&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For all I wish to do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For you just being you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're my determined assimilation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're my  hope and inspiration&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're the reason I give thanks and appreciation &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're my heartfelt love and admiration.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301389074719268703-6403360191689898471?l=everydaymatters-kb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://everydaymatters-kb.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy-mothers-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Angie Vicario)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6iUTrJ7gqjM/Tcali_8F7CI/AAAAAAAAALo/kuQbYn6utDQ/s72-c/mom%2Band%2Bdad%2Btoday.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301389074719268703.post-4039923918359250451</guid><pubDate>Sun, 18 Oct 2009 19:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-23T15:05:29.282-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Peace</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Discussion</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">growth</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Perception</category><title>AN INFINITE TALE</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ikMdYDZ34n0/Stt271Uy3TI/AAAAAAAAAKM/6gZajF2PC8U/s1600-h/Infinity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 322px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 173px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394035749004959026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ikMdYDZ34n0/Stt271Uy3TI/AAAAAAAAAKM/6gZajF2PC8U/s320/Infinity.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end is seen to be the same&lt;br /&gt;Beginning as well but different name&lt;br /&gt;The converge will meet from lessons gate&lt;br /&gt;The stories told of love and hate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The journey begins with a quiet call&lt;br /&gt;The voice of the passage to which you fall&lt;br /&gt;An alter awaits your infinite tale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,51);font-size:100%;" &gt;Serendipity plots and exterior veil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,51);font-size:100%;" &gt;As the tour continues acceptance strains&lt;br /&gt;Lessons challenge would time explain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,51);font-size:100%;" &gt;Outreach and irony displayed hands will extend&lt;br /&gt;Advance with an ally, a neighbor, a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mystery extends as the treasures unfold&lt;br /&gt;An infinite tale for histories hold&lt;br /&gt;Transformation sustains the contrast persists&lt;br /&gt;Divisional destiny determines which path will exist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The quest drives our circular tales to unwind&lt;br /&gt;We discover life’s fate of purposeful bind&lt;br /&gt;Truth reveals a unified alteration&lt;br /&gt;A World of One with inspired interpretation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301389074719268703-4039923918359250451?l=everydaymatters-kb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://everydaymatters-kb.blogspot.com/2009/10/infinite-tale.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Angie Vicario)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ikMdYDZ34n0/Stt271Uy3TI/AAAAAAAAAKM/6gZajF2PC8U/s72-c/Infinity.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301389074719268703.post-6918370083508877821</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Oct 2009 17:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-05T23:21:32.946-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Peace</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Poem</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Women</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Perception</category><title>Daze Gone By</title><description>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ikMdYDZ34n0/SsovuVceEpI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/eJ1TnN_FCKE/s1600-h/FALLEN+ANGEL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 343px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389172377179263634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ikMdYDZ34n0/SsovuVceEpI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/eJ1TnN_FCKE/s400/FALLEN+ANGEL.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember the daze,&lt;br /&gt;the long nights in a haze?&lt;br /&gt;Did it serve to amaze,&lt;br /&gt;Or tempt your mind to a craze?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming of own and into the night,&lt;br /&gt;You prepare to take flight.&lt;br /&gt;On the twinkling lights,&lt;br /&gt;Queen-bees passage to indoctrinate right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lollipops flying;&lt;br /&gt;Monkey man dying;&lt;br /&gt;Liberation calling;&lt;br /&gt;White girls balling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Line ups in a circle.&lt;br /&gt;Girls are turning purple.&lt;br /&gt;Boys feeling cynical.&lt;br /&gt;Things are getting clinical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh remember the daze,&lt;br /&gt;though the thoughts falling haze?&lt;br /&gt;We were riding all the waves,&lt;br /&gt;out of a circular craze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does it ever really change;&lt;br /&gt;Though the age has such a range?&lt;br /&gt;Mind and heart are in exchange,&lt;br /&gt;somehow now it all seems strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all were running up the hill;&lt;br /&gt;The chase to top to get your fill.&lt;br /&gt;The clock it ticks the time a pill;&lt;br /&gt;To get you fast or stop the will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always twisting in the dance;&lt;br /&gt;The budding love a new romance.&lt;br /&gt;Were you stole to take a chance;&lt;br /&gt;or just a move to see advanced?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Innocence gone,&lt;br /&gt;Long nights by dawn.&lt;br /&gt;The knight to capture of the pawn,&lt;br /&gt;Will leave you crying on the lawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flying high upon a wish,&lt;br /&gt;Now they all are dropping dish.&lt;br /&gt;A waterless fish;&lt;br /&gt;Down in a swish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems all so long,&lt;br /&gt;but not all of wrong,&lt;br /&gt;Through it all remaining strong,&lt;br /&gt;A breakthrough comes to sing the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the daze;&lt;br /&gt;Came through the haze.&lt;br /&gt;No longer living in a craze;&lt;br /&gt;How Tempting Life, continues to amaze.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301389074719268703-6918370083508877821?l=everydaymatters-kb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://everydaymatters-kb.blogspot.com/2009/10/daze-gone-by.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Angie Vicario)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ikMdYDZ34n0/SsovuVceEpI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/eJ1TnN_FCKE/s72-c/FALLEN+ANGEL.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301389074719268703.post-1984222245549437637</guid><pubDate>Fri, 21 Aug 2009 12:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-23T14:59:18.708-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Equality</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Discussion</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Change</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">growth</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Women</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Perception</category><title>How About The Flip Side?</title><description>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ikMdYDZ34n0/So65J_h87kI/AAAAAAAAAJs/9BbZ1faS1dU/s1600-h/man+woman+ying+yang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 126px; HEIGHT: 126px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372434986823380546" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ikMdYDZ34n0/So65J_h87kI/AAAAAAAAAJs/9BbZ1faS1dU/s400/man+woman+ying+yang.jpg" lt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This morning I was reminded of how important perception is to the way we live in this world together. I was tuned into a local radio show when a listener called in to ask a question of the shows staff about his upcoming nuptial name dilemma. His fiance wanted her name to be altered by keeping her last name as a middle name and adding his name last. This was accepted almost unanimously with the listening audience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the twist, she asked that he do the same; use her middle name and his last name. My initial thought was, if you feel compelled to change your name for nuptial sake, what a great compromise! However, my thought process seemed lost in translation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was astonished at the reactions and response to this question. The male audience response was overwhelmingly negative. Admittedly in retrospect, I didn't find this part so shocking. However, I found the female response astonishing! Apparently these women were suffering a knee-jerk reaction to the perceived mentality of an archaic mindset pre-programed years earlier. A myriad of responses from women callers came in which included such un-reasoned responses as, "no, because she is setting a precedence of wearing the pants and him wearing the skirt" (aka, you're 1950's response); to "it will cause problems for him by having to change his documents" (poor him, as if she doesn't have to do the same); to "just do it, no one will know" (the ethical response?); to "the man doesn't do that,(the just cause clause); and "it's not accepted"(the pre-programed archaic mind-set robotic response). As I sat there utterly stunned at these responses, it made me wonder, how far have we come? Or, perhaps the better question, how far have we yet to go? It was looking as if the answer to these question were, not very far, and a long way baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ladies, what's up? We profess the desire for equality among the masses, yet we still insist on robbing ourselves of our identity to satisfy the needs of others? Are we willing to give away our individualism without analyzing and formulating a reasonable response? This general "acceptance" of nuptial name swapping was deemed "appropriate" in a "man" made world of rules and regulations many years ago. Let's face it, it stood for your father passing ownership of you to ownership of your husband! I don't know about you, but the only one I want to be owned by is me! Now don't get me wrong, in the spirit of free choice, if taking on your man's name is what you want, more power to you! Been there, done that, when I was young and under the control of the masses; just keep the options open for the rest of the "free" thinking world without judgmental pre-dispositions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what are habits? Habits are tricky little mind control programs. Are we able to reboot and re-create our controls? Amazingly, yes we can! As we have created social habits, so too can we re-create them to meet a new criteria of modern day living. Repetitive thought patterns processed at a conscious level form patterns that embed into our subconscious mind. In turn, this sub-conscious action causes us to act or perform these thought habits without reason. If we begin to re-think and reason through why we have these archaic thought patterns, it stands to reason, we can begin to change them and refresh or reboot our programed behaviors to a new standard of living. Sustaining life with new growth potential allows the perception of endless possibilities that will manifest within us. This manifestation creates the perception of our new reality. So you see, freedom of choice is within your grasp.  Keeping an open mind will allow you to not only accept your choice, but accept the choice of others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301389074719268703-1984222245549437637?l=everydaymatters-kb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://everydaymatters-kb.blogspot.com/2009/08/can-we-be-2000-great.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Angie Vicario)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ikMdYDZ34n0/So65J_h87kI/AAAAAAAAAJs/9BbZ1faS1dU/s72-c/man+woman+ying+yang.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301389074719268703.post-3283112561629878407</guid><pubDate>Sun, 10 May 2009 17:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-10T14:20:53.842-04:00</atom:updated><title>Happy Mothers Day Gorgeous Wow Women!</title><description>&lt;p align=src="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ikMdYDZ34n0/SgcYmzZccMI/AAAAAAAAAIc/S9umKawABQ0/s1600-h/life+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334259338554667202" style="WIDTH: 343px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ikMdYDZ34n0/SgcYmzZccMI/AAAAAAAAAIc/S9umKawABQ0/s200/life+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogtoplist.com/vote.php?u=70384" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A Mom is more than a woman who gives birth to a child;&lt;br /&gt;She is a woman who herself is reborn by a child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is a Mother, a Grandmother, a Sister, an Aunt,&lt;br /&gt;She’s a Friend she’s a woman whose love always enchants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She shares butterfly kisses that tickle your face;&lt;br /&gt;Sings freely and dances on clouds seemingly floating in space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She shares her unconditional love and selfless dedication;&lt;br /&gt;With nurturing care she teaches life’s lessons to children of all nations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She creates magical sunshine even in rain;&lt;br /&gt;To lesson and minimize a child’s heart felt pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With glorious dedication gives time to cause with committed grace;&lt;br /&gt;To help relinquish a child’s suffering the plights of the human race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She arrives in instant drying crying eyes with her warm embrace;&lt;br /&gt;Always ready with a gentle kiss on the forehead with a loving smile upon her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She listens intently to the longing of a child’s young heart;&lt;br /&gt;She will unlock wisdom of spirit for growth and blessings to impart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She encourages and enriches children with guidance and candor;&lt;br /&gt;She gives meaning and purpose for future goals of grander.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all the amazing women who remind a child to let their imagination soar;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for allowing a dream to unfold and giving the hope for possibilities to explore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for remembering that nothing is ever what it seems;&lt;br /&gt;And thanks to the Mom’s who come in packages that are seldom seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your foresight to always Believe;&lt;br /&gt;And intuitively knowing that as one united there is nothing we can’t achieve!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you and Happy Mother’s Day to All You Amazing WOW Women!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301389074719268703-3283112561629878407?l=everydaymatters-kb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://everydaymatters-kb.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day-gorgeous-wow-women.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Angie Vicario)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ikMdYDZ34n0/SgcYmzZccMI/AAAAAAAAAIc/S9umKawABQ0/s72-c/life+collage.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301389074719268703.post-4746567052847607719</guid><pubDate>Wed, 29 Apr 2009 20:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-29T21:55:55.435-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">lessons</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">friendship</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">inspiration</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Spiritual</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Women</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Love</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Believe</category><title>WOW Women Unite!</title><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ikMdYDZ34n0/Sfj5nh0YW0I/AAAAAAAAAH0/3RRLOCPDQWA/s1600-h/retro+we+can+do+it.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330284616481266498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ikMdYDZ34n0/Sfj5nh0YW0I/AAAAAAAAAH0/3RRLOCPDQWA/s320/retro+we+can+do+it.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Women&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Of&lt;/strong&gt; the &lt;strong&gt;World &lt;/strong&gt;Unite! I've been focusing on how WOW women really are! Not to deny or exclude the fact that there are some wonderful men as well, but, I'm not a man! What I've learned is that if we learn to be true to ourselves, we can lead our lives to wonderful new opportunities! Creativity flows freely, your spirit soars and life becomes effortless. Being true to yourself can open doors, open windows, and allow you to live the life you were destined to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is very easy to get caught up in this thing we called life. There are mixed messages everywhere! We fall into routines, mold and conform into habits, and before long we are moving on auto pilot. What is important to remember is to give ourselves permission to stop and smell the roses! Give yourself the gift of time. Schedule you on your calendar! I know what you’re thinking, "easier said than done," I get it! I've uttered that thought many times, but, understand, time is a precious commodity that needs to be CEASED and LIVED! Remind yourself; YOU ARE WORTH IT! Take time to think about who you are BENEATH the routine of the day, BENEATH the care taking, the money making, the bill paying, and the ultra responsible living you! Visit and nurture yourself! Ask yourself, what makes you happy? What is your dream? DARE TO DREAM IT! Too often we forget to think about us? As women, we easily pre-occupy our lives in keeping those around us happy. Our children, spouses, significant others, friends, co-workers, you name it, everyone else comes first! MAKE YOU FIRST! At least for a MOMENT! Try this, marry yourself first, parent yourself, be-friend yourself, promise to Never Leave You and to Always Be There for You! HUG yourself; LOVE yourself, and LAUGH OUT LOUD! Celebrate with other WOW Women; remind each other of how wonderfully marvelously WOW each of you are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ikMdYDZ34n0/Sfj4GN3mCDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/pSSDEhitd0w/s1600-h/girlfriends.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330282944678725682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 169px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ikMdYDZ34n0/Sfj4GN3mCDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/pSSDEhitd0w/s320/girlfriends.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bottom line is ladies, if you look in the mirror and don't like what you see; RE-INVENT! You are the creator of your DREAM, the maker of your MOMENTS, the LOVER in your LIFE! Don't wait for someone else to deliver you the goods, package them up and send them to yourself, with a BIG RED BOW! Start with your thoughts! Share your happy thoughts of you with yourself, open up the window and let the negative thoughts escape! Take off the dark glasses and let the SUNSHINE IN! Remind yourself everyday how WOW you are! Surround yourself with other sunshine souls and shine like the stars you are! Reach out your hand for help and extend your other hand to help others! You'd be surprised at the hands coming back to you. Make Time..Take Time..GIVE TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So often we say and feel we are trapped, or stuck, and can't change BECAUSE..... REMOVE BECAUSE. LOOK into the Light..or Dark? If you truly want to change, it may come at a price. The choice is yours to make. When you explore it, you may discover you already have what you want. If not CHANGE IT! Clinging to Comfortable will only leave you feeling EMPTY. Empty doesn't feel comfortable. Remember mistakes are OK. They equate to our Lessons of Life. They connect us to who we are and who we really are meant to become. MAKE MISTAKES, lots of them... you will only GROW more WOW with each one! The empty hole can only be filled by discovering you. You are enough; you are always ALL you need. Discover your WOW! Life is GROWTH. Grow and Learn, Live and Love, and above all remember how Wonderfully Awesome and WOW You Are! Oh and don't forget to Laugh at Yourself. Laugh till you cry and cry till you Laugh and above all REMEMBER....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ikMdYDZ34n0/SfkDzZWVXYI/AAAAAAAAAH8/-1SXY-yHEi0/s1600-h/sun+and+moon.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330295815482465666" style="WIDTH: 22px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 23px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ikMdYDZ34n0/SfkDzZWVXYI/AAAAAAAAAH8/-1SXY-yHEi0/s200/sun+and+moon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://everydaymattersllc.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;EVERYDAY MATTERS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301389074719268703-4746567052847607719?l=everydaymatters-kb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://everydaymatters-kb.blogspot.com/2009/04/wow-women-unite.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Angie Vicario)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ikMdYDZ34n0/Sfj5nh0YW0I/AAAAAAAAAH0/3RRLOCPDQWA/s72-c/retro+we+can+do+it.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301389074719268703.post-6834140126695545135</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 Apr 2009 02:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-15T15:52:56.373-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">lessons</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Road Trip</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">inspiration</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Spiritual</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Perception</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Believe</category><title>Perceive it!  Believe it!</title><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ikMdYDZ34n0/SeY0B2I11JI/AAAAAAAAAHU/GWm_UU7BOpM/s1600-h/purpel+arizona+set.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 98px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ikMdYDZ34n0/SeY0B2I11JI/AAAAAAAAAHU/GWm_UU7BOpM/s320/purpel+arizona+set.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325000815729300626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your presuppositions will shape your perspective, your perspective will shape your priorities, and your priorities will shape your practice." Kenneth Boa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe, a powerful word it allows your imagination to soar. Its ability to mean many things to many people is what fascinates me. I believe &lt;a href="http://www.psitek.net/pages/PsiTekTMKSContents.html"&gt;spiritually&lt;/a&gt;, I believe in myself, and I believe in my dreams are the things I hold onto. What we believe is what shapes our perspective and what shapes our perspective, is what our reality becomes. Perceive it; Believe it, which is why a positive perspective is so important. With all the down side reporting in the world we hear on a daily basis today; job loss, economy, and home foreclosures, it's easy to see why people focus on life with a negative mindset and the ability to believe can diminish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've heard all the catch phrases, think positive, keep your chin up; the sun will come out tomorrow. Well here's the thing, its true! I've talked about the importance of perspective before, and although I realize it's not always as easy as a flick of a switch, it's always possible. It takes &lt;a href="http://www.thework.com/thework.asp"&gt;work&lt;/a&gt; and practice to adjust your mind to the power of positive thought. Believe me; it's worth the practice as it can truly begin to turn your life around. Now don't get me wrong, being a work in progress myself from time to time the woe is me mood and mindset creeps into my thoughts as well. As a matter of fact, feeling a bit overwhelmed recently, I knew it was time to take a step back and breathe in hopes of regaining my positive perspective. What better way I thought than a &lt;a href="http://www.freetrip.com/"&gt;road trip&lt;/a&gt;! A die hard dreamer and nostalgia lover, my mind romanticized my ideal of a journey on the open highway; rolling roads, mountain peaks, ice blue skies, and a rockin' radio. There seemed no better way to make things right again. So with some precautionary planning and a quick pack and load, I hit the road with kids in tow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we traveled the long open roadways, climbing altitudes in excess of 7,000 feet, I became increasingly aware of the correlation between my road trip and my life's challenges. It wasn't about the uphill climb; it was about the moment in the climb that mattered. It wasn't about the destination at the end of the long and winding road, but the experience along the road that offered exhilaration. Sometimes it is easy to forget this as we are constantly striving for the end result. We get lost in our quest for the goal and forget to appreciate the journey. We forget to stop and breathe and realize that the moments that count are simply the moments we are in, now. There is no grand master plan to aspire, only a mindset of what matters most, perception, priorities, and practice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301389074719268703-6834140126695545135?l=everydaymatters-kb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://everydaymatters-kb.blogspot.com/2009/04/perceive-it-believe-it.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Angie Vicario)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ikMdYDZ34n0/SeY0B2I11JI/AAAAAAAAAHU/GWm_UU7BOpM/s72-c/purpel+arizona+set.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301389074719268703.post-8864387220598321144</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Feb 2009 18:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-27T17:17:22.244-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">youth</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">lessons</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">inspiration</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">children</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Love</category><title>The Enterprising E-baby</title><description>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ikMdYDZ34n0/Sahga9G9qQI/AAAAAAAAAGI/CwPCUBjzpPw/s1600-h/camera+baby+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 142px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ikMdYDZ34n0/Sahga9G9qQI/AAAAAAAAAGI/CwPCUBjzpPw/s320/camera+baby+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307598177052764418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     The World Wide Web and all its wonder have kids as early as toddlers developing their own enterprising ideas! Indulge me as I share the toddler tale of my niece’s enterprising venture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     The pint size three year old princess woke one day on the proverbial wrong side of the bed. Nothing would surpass her cajoling chatter today, least of all her older teenage sister! As her mother, an avid E-bay maniac sat posting her wares for the day; she could hear her littlest princess morphing into Alice in Wonderlands Queen of Hearts bellowing her demands down the hall. She thought for sure any minute she'd hear the demand for the relinquishment of her elder daughters head! As she started to get up to intervene and break the barrage of bickering, there was silence followed by giggles of lighthearted play. As suddenly as the relief from silence was realized, so too was the sense of bewilderment from her daughter’s capricious attitude adjustment. Nevertheless, she thought, why question it. For whatever reason, peace once again reigned supreme in the household.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;     Before completely finishing her thought, in came the little princess seeking assistance in locating her digital camera. Channeling her inner Annie Liebowitz, she explained to her mom she wanted to take some pictures of her sister. “Isn’t that nice mommy?" she asked. Acknowledging her daughters benevolent gesture, she found and gave her the camera. With camera in hand,the digital diva went off on her photo shoot. Working it like a pro, she proceeded to build her portfolio of her sister's smiling face. As she printed her pictorial spread, her whimsical demeanor quickly diverted to a serious and steadfast mission. Completed, armed, and ready for business, she presented her masterpiece to her mother and shouted her demands, "Here you go Mom, now post it and sell her on E-bay!”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301389074719268703-8864387220598321144?l=everydaymatters-kb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://everydaymatters-kb.blogspot.com/2009/02/enterprising-e-baby.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Angie Vicario)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ikMdYDZ34n0/Sahga9G9qQI/AAAAAAAAAGI/CwPCUBjzpPw/s72-c/camera+baby+1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301389074719268703.post-2703542108371810113</guid><pubDate>Sun, 04 Jan 2009 01:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-22T21:28:14.020-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">lessons</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Peace</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">inspiration</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">growth</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Love</category><title>One Person - Make A Difference</title><description>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vr3x_RRJdd4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vr3x_RRJdd4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301389074719268703-2703542108371810113?l=everydaymatters-kb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://everydaymatters-kb.blogspot.com/2009/01/one-person-make-difference.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Angie Vicario)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301389074719268703.post-1955517744786741308</guid><pubDate>Mon, 22 Dec 2008 19:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-22T20:09:59.426-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Gift</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">friendship</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Peace</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Christmas</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Love</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Holidays</category><title>The Greatest Gift of All!</title><description>&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ikMdYDZ34n0/SU_5wDX9P3I/AAAAAAAAABE/kbrAyBBjRcg/s1600-h/a_christmas_spirit.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ikMdYDZ34n0/SU_5wDX9P3I/AAAAAAAAABE/kbrAyBBjRcg/s1600-h/a_christmas_spirit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282715491863707506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 172px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ikMdYDZ34n0/SU_5wDX9P3I/AAAAAAAAABE/kbrAyBBjRcg/s320/a_christmas_spirit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Someone very dear to me has reminded me this Christmas that gifts come to us in many different ways. They are not always given to us wrapped neatly in a box and tied with a ribbon. Gifts are not always received in pleasant and joyous surroundings. Sometimes gifts are hidden beneath pain and sorrow. They do not feel like gifts when we receive them, but indeed, they can be the greatest gifts of all. Discovering truth and facing fears, no matter how painful or unpleasant, will set us free. When we face painful memories and atrocities inflicted upon us, we open a door to experience our life free of fear. Walking through that door in truth will give you the gift of enlightenment. It is a gift of freedom and liberation that will allow your light within to shine its brightest, the possibilities are endless. You are no longer a prisoner of yourself, you are no longer held captive, and you are free! As you inhale and exhale every breath in your new found freedom, you receive the universal gifts and blessings of love, happiness, peace, knowledge, abundance and strength. The Christmas Spirit will live within you all year through, and that is truly the greatest gift of all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301389074719268703-1955517744786741308?l=everydaymatters-kb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://everydaymatters-kb.blogspot.com/2008/12/greatest-gift-of-all.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Angie Vicario)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ikMdYDZ34n0/SU_5wDX9P3I/AAAAAAAAABE/kbrAyBBjRcg/s72-c/a_christmas_spirit.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301389074719268703.post-4714527503333925101</guid><pubDate>Sun, 21 Dec 2008 17:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-22T20:09:59.426-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">movies</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">lessons</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">friendship</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">inspiration</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">children</category><title>Through the Eyes of Child!</title><description>I am always enlightened in the presence of a child. Lessons are revealed to me everyday through the eyes of my granddaughter, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lillyanna&lt;/span&gt;. Her exuberance and innocent approach to life never ceases to amaze me. Lilly is now seventeen months old, but at a mere 9 months old, her love of music and movies were inherently apparent. She became fixated with a ritual of watching, as she calls it with her nose crinkled up and her eyes gleaming, "my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mobee&lt;/span&gt;"! This movie would be Walt Disney's, &lt;em&gt;Enchanted.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie begins as an animated picture. It begins with, Giselle, lovingly creating a visualization of her dream prince, Edward. In true Disney fashion, she meets, falls in love with and prepares to marry him all in the same day! Aha!, but there is a twist, the evil stepmother, Queen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Narissa&lt;/span&gt;, meets up with Giselle on her way to marry the prince and pushes her down a well. The story is altered to a Real-Life World in New York City's Time Square. This new world transformation leaves her somewhat confused and disoriented, but never wavering in her belief that Prince Edward will find her and bring her back to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Andalasia&lt;/span&gt;. Now enters, Robert &amp;amp; Morgan. Robert, a divorce lawyer in NYC, is in complete contrast to Giselle's character. Robert has no belief that fairy tales even exist. Morgan, his daughter, despite her father, has unwavering belief in the magic of fairy tales. Bill Kelly's incredible screenwriting, skillfully unfolds a tale that leads Giselle's through a journey of self discovery throughout the feature. As the story continues, you see the development of the characters alter their course as obstacles and roadblocks are presented along their journey. In the end, Giselle discovers her new experiences have led her to new desires and possibilities, ones she never even imagined existed. In comparison, Robert learns that perhaps fairy tales do exist and that letting go of inhibition can lead to new possibilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In point, life will undoubtedly present obstacles and roadblocks along our journey. Obstacles are presented to us as lessons. Embracing the lessons can be difficult but they offer us an ability to experience new things and grow. What children inherently know, and teach us everyday, is that "seeing is not Believing," "Believing is Seeing". The key in life is to remember this and know that searching for our dreams may lead us to destinations and experiences that we could not have imagined, if only we Believe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301389074719268703-4714527503333925101?l=everydaymatters-kb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://everydaymatters-kb.blogspot.com/2008/12/through-eyes-of-child.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Angie Vicario)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301389074719268703.post-827051805478173829</guid><pubDate>Fri, 19 Dec 2008 04:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-21T12:39:21.725-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">youth</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">friendship</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">growth</category><title>Remembering Friends</title><description>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ikMdYDZ34n0/SUs6bUSHVkI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bZcQmjvA6n8/s1600-h/Susan+%26+Ang+3years+old+1966.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281379228997604930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ikMdYDZ34n0/SUs6bUSHVkI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bZcQmjvA6n8/s320/Susan+%26+Ang+3years+old+1966.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I received an email from an old friend who started me thinking. She mentioned in her note how she was "taken back" at how many years had gone by. She said she, "felt a bit embarassed" and wondered if she "still knew me?" As children and young adults, we had spent literally every day together. However, as the years went on and we grew older we lost touch. We travelled different roads, lived different lives, found new friends, and except for the occassional birthday calls, emails and reunions, didn't spend a lot of time together. I thought, "could our bond really be over?" The email triggered something in me and I started to reminisce in my mind the days of my youth. I couldn't help but smile at all the really wonderfully fun and stupid things we did together. We shared so many "firsts" together. Our first day of school, our first time venturing off our block, our first dance, our first experience at love and kissing a boy, and let's not forget, our first time driving, the list goes on and on! Then it hit me, "No Way!" We could never loose our bond. I believe as a child we are the purest sense of ourself. We share a bond of so many wonderful everyday experiences of our youth. We supported one another through moments in truth that no one else will ever know. Our lives were developed together, our likes and dislikes, our talents and passions and our personalities. In our lives as we grow older, we are met with obstacles and roadblocks, and sometimes make choices that alter our true paths. We did not have the same distractions as children as in our adult lives, therefore, we were able to experience one another as our true selves. If each of us are fortunate enough, as we grow we start to see our lives differently. We pay attention to the signs, so to speak, and allow our lives to come full circle. When we become conscious of our true inner self, we can return to who we always were. In the end, our purest being is who we return to being, only better! I feel truly blessed to have wonderful life long friends. Although we may not all see each other daily as in our youth, I will always hold each of them as family in my heart. I will always consider us part of the same, as are we all, our only difference is of degree!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301389074719268703-827051805478173829?l=everydaymatters-kb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://everydaymatters-kb.blogspot.com/2008/12/remembering-friends.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Angie Vicario)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ikMdYDZ34n0/SUs6bUSHVkI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bZcQmjvA6n8/s72-c/Susan+%26+Ang+3years+old+1966.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301389074719268703.post-2818915188348100637</guid><pubDate>Thu, 18 Dec 2008 04:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-22T20:12:09.061-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">friendship</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Peace</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">inspiration</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">growth</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">children</category><title>Perception is Everything!</title><description>I wanted to share a story my sister told me today about her experience on her recent flight to Florida.   As she prepared to take what would be considered a relatively short flight to Florida, little did she know she would be venturing into what she would describe as "one of the worst flights she has ever experienced." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the plane sat on the runway preparing for take off, she began to feel sick to her stomach.  As the engines started and the flight departed, the weather became stormy and unsettling.   With the weather becoming increasingly worst, the turbulence on the plane grew more intense, as did her nausea and unsettling in her stomach.   The more the plane shifted and bounced, the sicker she became.  People were actually beginning to gasp with tension and fear of how their flight would unfold. Were they going to land safely? Would they live to see another day?  The fear mounted, the tension increased.  Finally, the pilot announced their approach to the airport.  As the plane positioned and approached the runway to land, nails were grasping the arm chairs, breath was held, silence was so intense you could hear nothing but the roar of the engine.  Touchdown!!  "We made it!"  she and her friends exclaimed.  As my sister and her friends hurried off the plane through the tunnel, they rehashed how that was the worst flight they had ever taken.   Along side of them they noticed a small boy with his mother jumping up and down ecstatically.  They stopped to see what had peaked his excitement and heard him in all his enthusiasm exclaim, "Mom, Mom, that was the best flight ever!"  "Can we do it again, can we!" "I had so much fun bouncing up and down all over the place, please mom, can we do it again!!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They could hardly believe their ears, but had to laugh.  Perception  is everything!   Children have an innate ability to see life through rose colored glasses.  They remind us from their light within that life is what we make it.  It is our perception that determines our happiness in the way we look at the world.  We all have the power to eliminate our fears simply by turning our perception around.   So the next time you feel fear creeping in, remember to put on your rose colored glasses, and see life through the eyes of a child.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301389074719268703-2818915188348100637?l=everydaymatters-kb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://everydaymatters-kb.blogspot.com/2008/12/perception-is-everything.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Angie Vicario)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5301389074719268703.post-891780904484072549</guid><pubDate>Tue, 16 Dec 2008 02:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-27T23:46:29.633-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">friendship</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">growth</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Love</category><title>What a Long Strange Trip It's Been...</title><description>The words to the Grateful Dead song ring &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;effervescent &lt;/span&gt;in my head. When it was chosen for our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;JDHS&lt;/span&gt; class of 81 tag line, I didn't realize the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;prophetic&lt;/span&gt; tones that statement would carry in my life. It has truly been a life full of lessons, twists, turns, ups and downs. None of which has been without its purpose, good and bad. Reaching this point on the road has been a long time coming and as strange as it has been, it finally feels right! Ironically, you wake up one day and realize that the search for purpose has been with you all along in the moments you live everyday. It was in that awakening that passion came back to my life. Truth was all around me and the signs all made sense. &lt;br /&gt;I knew then the meaning of "There's no place like home." On the surface it appears that home is an outward place, but in reality, it is within you all along. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In launching my company, Everyday Matters, It is my mission to inform, inspire, and ignite the passions and truths from within my readers. I aspire to share thoughts and stories to brighten your days and enlighten your hearts. My purpose is to inform you of new possibilities to experience and inspire new and creative paths to pursue. Finally, I hope that I can ignite you to take action to Dream Big and Believe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5301389074719268703-891780904484072549?l=everydaymatters-kb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://everydaymatters-kb.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-long-strange-trip-its-been.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Angie Vicario)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>

