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Blessings,   
Attitude,  
Love of life,   
Awareness,   
Nourishment,  
Companionship, and  
Environmental Stewardship are corner stones which help us along the path, allowing us to find our way as we deeply savor the richness of life.</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://balancingthejourney.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://balancingthejourney.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359341162507460150/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25" /><author><name>Sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08870203994747841484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><link rel="self" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/Reyw" type="application/atom+xml" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com" /><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1359341162507460150.post-4537042160586586266</id><published>2009-08-28T06:52:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T07:26:53.928-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="MS150" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="HTH" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Heartland Guardian" /><title type="text">Blogging and Biking</title><content type="html">It's been months since I've posted here - essentially ignoring rule #1 of Web 2.0 interaction:&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Post and Post Often...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have been busy standing-up the new &lt;a href="http://www.uscgdistrict8.blogspot.com/"&gt;Coast Guard District Eight Blog&lt;/a&gt; - which is significant in that it focuses on highlighting the personal and professional accomplishments of Coast Guard Guardians throughout &lt;a href="http://www.uscg.mil/D8/"&gt;the Eighth &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;District&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  I am excited about this new venture &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because it gives a forum for seeing the tapestry of unique individuals who, collectively, work to complete Coast &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Guard's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.gocoastguard.com/discovering-our-missions"&gt;five primary missions&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In addition to work, I've also been busy training for the &lt;a href="http://bikelam.nationalmssociety.org/site/PageServer?pagename=BIKE_LAM_homepage"&gt;Louisiana MS 150&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zb9yjV4PRrY/Spe8RuhfSKI/AAAAAAAAAQs/c1R_j1oNm7E/s320/5815_120763413240_559983240_2191249_6824109_s.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374971693022267554" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As part of team &lt;a href="http://main.nationalmssociety.org/site/TR/Bike/LAMBikeEvents?team_id=167721&amp;amp;pg=team&amp;amp;fr_id=11180"&gt;South Coast Guardians&lt;/a&gt;, we are working to riding and raising donations in the hopes of helping people who have MS get the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;health care&lt;/span&gt; they need thereby affording them better, more robust lifestyles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=95503&amp;amp;id=559983240&amp;amp;l=3e29e8d144"&gt;Part of the team&lt;/a&gt; is headed to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Wichita&lt;/span&gt; Falls, TX today to ride the &lt;a href="http://www.hh100.org/images/pdfs/hhh100_2009.pdf"&gt;Hotter than Hell 100 tomorrow&lt;/a&gt;.  Have yet to do 100 miles in a day.  Furthest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; has been 63 miles last Saturday.  Praying my strength, endurance, and sheer determination will guide me through to the Finish Line!  Updates to follow...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 135px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zb9yjV4PRrY/Spe7t_MOfCI/AAAAAAAAAQk/8qux5EYF6V8/s320/5815_120762468240_559983240_2191210_4834718_a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374971079021198370" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.google-analytics.com/urchin.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;
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After grieving for two years, I decided it was time. So, I went to &lt;a href="http://www.goldenbondrescue.com/"&gt;Golden Bond Rescue &lt;/a&gt;in Oregon and submitted an application.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After several interviews, including an in-home and one with the foster mom, Lucy came home.  She has been an important part of my family ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those that have met her would agree that there is not much that riles her.  She is sweet, loving, and completely addicted to tennis balls.  With a HUGE heart and an expressive personality, Lucy has been a source of endless love, lots of laughs, and constant companionship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She, along with every other Golden I have ever met, is an adoring, gentle being.  That is why it breaks my heart to once again hear about the &lt;a href="http://stoppuppymills.org/"&gt;atrocities of puppy mills&lt;/a&gt;.  In this particular case, &lt;a href="http://www.goldenbondrescue.com/burnsrescue/"&gt;several Goldens were rescued from a mill in Burns, Oregon &lt;/a&gt;and are in the process of being reacclimated to loving environments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Golden Bond is in desperate need of donations (they expect vet bills to exceed $10,000), many, many dogs country-wide are in desperate need of homes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not blogging because I have alterior motives.  No one from Golden Bond asked me to write about this.  But, I am so moved, so DISAPPOINTED by people who make a living through the suffering of loving, furry animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know.  There are many atrocities throughout the world.  People do awful things to each other.  People do awful things to animals and our planet.  So, where so we begin to right the wrongs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is only so much each individual can do.  But, collectively, these small efforts amount to great change.  Figure out what moves you.  What small step you want to take.  I will admit - I offered a donation to Golden Bond.  And, quite honestly, if I were in Oregon, I would be at the shelter lending a hand.  So, my call to action is to find a shelter here in New Orleans and do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you feel moved to donate, I'm sure Golden Bond would be grateful.  If not, just &lt;a href="http://www.puppymillrescue.com/"&gt;consider a small step - a donation of time, energy, love, into anything that would help right a wrong&lt;/a&gt; and continue to shape our world into the loving, positive place it is meant to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.google-analytics.com/urchin.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;
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Gosh I love snow days. Like I said last month, they make me feel like I am back in elementary school and have woke up to the GREATEST DAY EVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, every day should be the greatest day ever. And, today came pretty close, in a simple kind of way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went and saw a movie, which is a rare treat for a Monday afternoon. &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/video/screenplay/vi2705064729/"&gt;Confessions of a Shopaholic&lt;/a&gt; - which I undoubtedly related to more than I really wish to admit. Nevertheless, the main character's real identity, which eventually surfaces, is what I aspire to be - funny, edgy, fresh, inspired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, how do I get there? My "magic cards" are not the answer, and I am finding there are better ways to spend money than using these cards on &lt;a href="http://www.prada.com/"&gt;Prada &lt;/a&gt;bags and &lt;a href="http://www.gucci.com/us/index2.html"&gt;Gucci &lt;/a&gt;boots. (Ok, I will admit that it would be amazing to actually own these or, my ultimate indulgence, a pair of &lt;a href="http://www.manoloblahnik.com/"&gt;Manolos&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, I just don't think I'll ever be able to justify the average $600 price tag when my conscious continues to remind me how far that money could go for better causes. Of course, from a purely feminine perspective, some of Manolo's designs are SO gorgeous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2anR4kbBHkY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2anR4kbBHkY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how sometimes we are taken by surprise. And, how sometimes life takes us by surprise. Never would I have thought that I would blog about fashion or post a video about shoes. Come on. This is the woman who finds enjoyment hiking through nature, thanking the trees for their continued support to our environment and oxygen supply. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, there really is more to it. This post is not about shoes, or bags, or shopping. Instead, it's about being the people God meant us to be. It's about living an inspired, full, complete life. Materialism cannot get us there because it is the connection to purpose which grounds us and makes life worth the uncertainty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just as in the movie, where Becky found truth and purpose in writing about complex financial concepts by relating them to fashion, so must we all strive to find purpose by exploring the things we are conversant in. We all have the gift to simplify the complex - and this can come in a variety of forms. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today's &lt;a href="http://www.dailyword.com/#"&gt;Daily Word &lt;/a&gt;begs the question:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am I feeling there is so much more I can do in life or desire to do with my life? That feeling may be an inner prompting that reminds me I have a great work to do, great gifts to give, and a great life to live. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I live by the belief that we all have specific gifts that we are born with. Our purpose lies in unearthing these gifts and then using them to the betterment of humanity and Mother Earth. 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Obama's new $787 billion stimulus package has finally been signed, sealed and delivered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yJ8ILA8krgE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yJ8ILA8krgE&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;br /&gt;But, it's creating quite a stir from both sides of the House, which really got me to thinking...is this about money or, bottom line, is it really about accountability? &lt;em&gt;Washington Post &lt;/em&gt;had a great article today about this very issue. (&lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2009/02/20/AR2009022003748.html"&gt;Check it out&lt;/a&gt;.) I'm no economist, but it seems to me that a plan which encourages people to buy new cars and first homes, offering &lt;a href="https://www.usaa.com/inet/ent_utils/McStaticPages?key=2009_02_stimulus_plan&amp;amp;offerName=logoff_2009_02_stimulus_plan"&gt;tax credits and deductions as incentives&lt;/a&gt;, is a sure-fire way to get people spending...if they have the money. But, what about those who continue to struggle in this fledgling economy? What about folks who have lost their jobs, or even worse their homes? &lt;a href="http://www.suzeorman.com/igsbase/igstemplate.cfm?SRC=SP&amp;amp;SRCN=suzescoop&amp;amp;GnavID=1&amp;amp;SnavID=134&amp;amp;TnavID=&amp;amp;NewsID=176"&gt;Mortgage help is now available&lt;/a&gt; and this new recovery plan has specific measures meant for those who are really struggling. The package allows for unemployment checks to be extended out 20-33 extra weeks, gives specific income groups an extra $25 per week, and more than 3 million jobs are supposed to be emerge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/byLZ3J9wRLI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/byLZ3J9wRLI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While this plan sounds great, I am still struggling with accountability. I don't think we, as a nation, can point fingers and blame the entire crisis on past or present administrations. What we need to do is take a hard look at OURSELVES, as INDIVIDUAL consumers. As a nation, we are consumers. We overeat, overwork, oversleep, and OVERSPEND. Money has become virtual - almost an intangible object that is borrowed, traded, and spent using plastic and the Internet. We rarely see it and, as a result, live with the "out of sight, out of mind" mentality. It just seems that when dealing with money as an intangible object, it's a lot easier to get carried away and lose focus of the bigger picture (actually PAYING the credit card bill each month).&lt;br /&gt;I admit, I rarely use cash. And, like most Americans, I could stand to scale back on my spending and beef-up my savings. But, one thing my dad taught me at a very young age was to LIVE WITHIN MY MEANS. This means spend only what I can afford to pay-off. While I do this, I also CONSUME much more than I need to. Maybe we need to revisit bygone eras when recycling was not a fad - it was a necessity. 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How can I put people before things and use life as a way to LOVE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0-CSVVm_C6A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0-CSVVm_C6A&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This all got me to thinking about time. We think we have &lt;a href="http://www.timeanddate.com/worldclock/"&gt;all the time in the world &lt;/a&gt;to fulfill our dreams, live our destiny, really make a difference.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But, what if we don't? What if today is ALL we have? There are no guarantees except that God-inspired choices are right for me and for all times. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's funny...every time I ask for a sign, I tend to get hit over the head with more guidance than I can usually process. My friend and I were discussing this very issue and, after wrapping up our phone call, I came in and read today's &lt;a href="http://www.dailyword.com/"&gt;Daily Word&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Situations in life are often not as they first appear to be. I may consider a new circumstance or a change to be so drastic that I think I have no choice in the matter...When I turn from concern to inner guidance, I realize that I do have a choice in all that matters to me. I can choose how I respond to life's situations and to those around me--in what I do or do not do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This went full-circle, directly back to our conversation. WE ALL HAVE A CHOICE! We can choose to prioritize our actions according to work, family, tasks, money, things, relationships. But, in the long run, what is MOST important? When it comes right down to it, it's not the wealth, or the objects, or the things that matter. Character is the only thing that springs eternal. And, character is built from love. "How you treated other people, not your wealth or accomplishments, is the most enduring impact you can leave on earth" (&lt;em&gt;Purpose Driven Life&lt;/em&gt;). Can it really be this simple?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Honestly, I don't know. But, what I do know is that when I have a rough day (much like today), the thought of taking Lucy for a walk, or interacting with the kids, makes me smile. My heart is lifted, and all seems right with the world. Simple actions. Simply love.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, while I continue to grapple with the big picture, I can rest assured that putting GOD first, LOVE in relationships / family second, and CAREER third is the foundation of the balance I seek.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now, it's just finding time for it all. I think "Sue Time" deserves its own post...because those who know me know that I really do think there are AT LEAST 50 hours in a day! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.google-analytics.com/urchin.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;
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One of the most poignant questions came on Day 9 - "Since God knows what is best, in what areas of my life do I need to trust Him most?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have struggled of late with my own purpose, considering the bigger picture, and with placing full trust and confidence in the Universe for guidance and Divine Wisdom. Too often I question myself, wondering if I am doing the right thing, if I am building the foundation God needs me to build to truly fulfill my broad purpose in life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And, as I struggle, I continue to receive guidance. In reading today's &lt;a href="http://www.dailyword.com/"&gt;DAILY WORD&lt;/a&gt;, I again affirm that we all are exactly where we are meant to be, doing exactly what we are meant to be doing - especially regarding employment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have fulfilling work to do that is an absolutely perfect fit for me. It may be my present job or a new one, a paid position or one in which I serve as a volunteer.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever I do, I am appreciated and valued for my time and talents...I give thanks for the great variety of jobs in the world and the people who perform them. There is a purpose for it all, and I know that my purpose is always being revealed.&lt;br /&gt;"My purpose shall stand, and I will fulfill my intention."--Isaiah 46:10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This applies even to groundhogs - like &lt;a href="http://www.groundhog.org/innercircle/phil.php"&gt;Punxsutawney Phil &lt;/a&gt;. He was just doing his job and, in doing so, saw his shadow. Six more weeks of winter...which is eerie in that it is forecast to start snowing here in Maryland within the hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phil's official forecast as read this morning at sunrise at Gobbler's Knob:&lt;a href="http://www.groundhog.org/prediction/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.groundhog.org/prediction/"&gt;"Hear Ye Hear Ye&lt;br /&gt;On Gobbler's Knob this glorious Groundhog Day, February 2nd, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Punxsutawney Phil, Seer of Seers, Prognosticator of all Prognosticators&lt;br /&gt;Awoke to the call of President Bill Cooper&lt;br /&gt;And greeted his handlers, Ben Hughes and John Griffiths&lt;br /&gt;After casting a joyful eye towards thousands of his faithful followers,&lt;br /&gt;Phil proclaimed that his beloved Pittsburgh Steelers were World Champions one more time&lt;br /&gt;And a bright sky above me&lt;br /&gt;Showed my shadow beside me.&lt;br /&gt;So 6 more weeks of winter it will be. "&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Unlike Phil, I cannot make predictions. I often get hints, clues, help from the Universe to give me direction and tell me how to best proceed. I guess I am not as good as Phil is at interpreting the signs. Maybe my ego gets in the way. (I prefer to call it fear, or safety, or whatever other term best describes that which holds me back.) Maybe I am just not ready to KNOW what lies ahead because if I do, I have no choice but to move forward towards it. What if there is more hardship to face before the blooms start to blossom? Perhaps knowing of the burdens to bear would be harder than staying in the safety of my hole, and not even bothering to look and see if my shadow is present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually though we have to peek out. Is it better to do it when we are guaranteed that the Earth is warm, the sun is shining, and winter has passed? Or, is it better to stare down hardship and exclaim, "I'm not afraid of you! I welcome the challenge because I KNOW God will be with me every step of the way!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a personal choice. But, maybe we all need to be a little more like Phil. He is not given the choice to stay buried in his burrow. So, he welcomes the opportunity each February. With great excitement, he celebrates it. It is Phil's chance to make a statement and, by doing so, make the commitment to live in the precious present moment and take each day - winter or spring - as a new opportunity to give back and shine with enthusiasm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.google-analytics.com/urchin.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;
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Am I fulfilling mine? Am I being true to the gifts which God has provided? Should I be pursuing other options? Am I giving back enough? These are questions that have been ruminating for quite awhile, with the underlying question&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;"Where in my daily routine can I become more aware of God's glory?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This all became a bit clearer Saturday afternoon.  A friend and I participated in the 13th Annual Maryland State Police Polar Bear Plunge (better known as &lt;a href="http://www.plungemd.com/index.php"&gt;Plungapolooza&lt;/a&gt;), raising money for &lt;a href="http://www.somd.org/"&gt;Special Olympics&lt;/a&gt;. All of the small contributions added up, and 11,000 plungers were able to raise $2.5 million for Maryland's athletes!! Talk about God's glory in a simple event!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zb9yjV4PRrY/SX52P-5-muI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ORHaDkbqtaM/s1600-h/Clinched%2520Fist%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295800228790573794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zb9yjV4PRrY/SX52P-5-muI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ORHaDkbqtaM/s200/Clinched%2520Fist%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, it was FREEZING! And, yes, we did spend the next three hours warming up and recovering from our fully submerged dips in the Chesapeake Bay. But, the experience, the camaraderie, and the Special Olympians benefiting from our spontaneity made the event truly worth the slight hardship we endured. And, really, it was more FUN than any true hardship!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;God's glory is everywhere.  As I told my best friend tonight, even if we can't figure out why things are happening in our lives, things are EXACTLY as they are meant to be for right now because, in this moment, we are all EXACTLY where we are meant to be, doing EXACTLY the things we are meant to be doing.   This includes spreading hope and compassion and sharing thoughts of gratitude. It means giving back in whatever small (or sometimes large) way feels appropriate.  And, it means finding the higher good in all people, in all events, and in all circumstances.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.google-analytics.com/urchin.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;
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Oddly enough, I tried to take on this endeavor a few years back, and failed miserably after the first couple of days. I guess I was just not ready. It took the inauguration, a new-found sense of hope, and seeing Warren again to remind me that it's now time to embark on this part of my journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rQ3i9Uu1PJg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rQ3i9Uu1PJg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started the book 4 days ago and have already faced some pretty tough questions (you would think I would be used to tough questions, being a PR person...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here they are, as quoted from &lt;a href="http://www.purposedrivenchurch.com/en-US/Home.htm"&gt;the book&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 1:&lt;/strong&gt; How can I remind myself that life is really about living for God, not myself?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 2:&lt;/strong&gt; What areas of my personality, background, and physical appearance am I struggling to accept?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 3:&lt;/strong&gt; What would my family and friends say is the driving force in my life? What do I want it to be?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 4:&lt;/strong&gt; Since I was made to last forever, what is the one thing I should STOP doing and the one thing I should START doing today?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have thought extensively about each of these points and realize that the next 40 days will be an intense time of self-discovery and reflection. My intention is to blog each day on insights gained and answers to the hard daily questions. Sometimes putting the answers in writing solidifies the point and makes it even more tangible.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, to start with, here are my answers to #s 1-4:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 1:&lt;/strong&gt; I take a deep breath and think about gratitude. I look at the sun, the sky, the people I encounter in my job and on the streets. Each thing, each person, is an image of God and that, in my mind, is so much bigger and greater than I can ever be. It's all about gratitude.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 2:&lt;/strong&gt; It's hard to grasp the idea that we are all exactly as God wants us to be, Each created unique, each according to His perfect design. To me, my body is too mushy, my confidence waning in areas. As I continue to go through 8 weeks of job-specific training in MD, I am finding that the professional personas that people put out there are sometimes quite different from who they inherently are. I face this struggle daily.  We all have weaknesses and things we would like to improve...we all are strong and amazing in so many ways. But, sometimes, I have a hard time incorporating the "real" me into the professional picture.  I am learning that life is about balancing that and finding the happy medium that God intends.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 3:&lt;/strong&gt; I am goal and task oriented. A high achiever, a self-proclaimed perfectionist (although, this is getting better...I am learning to let go). When I discuss my concerns, anxiety or worry, my family's canned answer is, "Sue, it'll be ok. You'll figure it out and make it work. You always do." But, I am ready to refocus my drive, my goals and my life's motivation. I want to be a mom and I want to know that the work I do and the effort I put forth is having a POSITIVE impact on humanity.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 4:&lt;/strong&gt; I need to STOP thinking negatively and START feeling FULL confidence in my faith and God. Everything is as it should be. I am where I should be, and everything will work out according to Divine timing, Divine order and God's plan.  It's OK.  I need to work on letting go of the things I cannot (and should not expect to) control.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.google-analytics.com/urchin.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;
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President Obama took the oath and stood before the American people, and the world, committing to change and the dawn of a new-found purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VjnygQ02aW4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VjnygQ02aW4&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm completing some CG training in Maryland - 30 miles from D.C. - and the energy generated from the festivities could be felt even here. In the air, on the streets, on the faces of strangers - a unification of purpose and hope. It was electric...a true day of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AWAKENING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...permeating the very core of my being, allowing me to fully connect with the &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;promise of change through compassion, courage and wisdom&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The collective consciousness is shifting. As &lt;a href="http://www.uscg.mil/comdt/blog/"&gt;Admiral Allen, Commandant of the Coast Guard, stated in his blog&lt;/a&gt;, there was "emotional heat generated by the uniqueness of the day and the importance that this transition has for all Americans and the World." This was evidenced in people's actions and attitudes both today and in days leading up to this historic event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been many years since I have been moved enough to offer an opinion on politics. America, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;we are in a blessed place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. We are moving forward with the promise of peace and renewal. BUT, &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we cannot rely on one individual to carry the burden&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. 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Life, love, graduating, moving...all too much to handle in a few short months!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I successfully defended and submitted my &lt;a href="http://www.gradsch.uga.edu/library/fall2008/kerver_suzanne_r_200812_ma.pdf"&gt;thesis&lt;/a&gt;. So, it's official. I will get my &lt;a href="http://www.grady.uga.edu/"&gt;Master's on December 19th&lt;/a&gt;. What a long, uncertain journey this has been. And, it seems it is only just beginning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received Orders to New Orleans. A brand new place for a brand new adventure. Which, in a lot of ways, got me to thinking about where I am and where I choose to go. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;Choice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; What a powerful word. Some believe that our thoughts dictate those things which we choose to bring into our lives. This sounds like a great ideal on the surface, but I struggle with &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Human Nature&lt;/span&gt; and the &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;power of negative thinking.&lt;/span&gt; We all do it, it is just the degree that varies. Does that mean that we all attract things into our lives which we truly do not want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I "wanted" to go to New Orleans. In fact, I was all geared up to head out to Hawaii and spend three fabulous years on the beach. But, alas, the &lt;a href="http://www.gocoastguard.com/"&gt;Coast Guard&lt;/a&gt; had something else in mind. Although, I really believe that God has something else in mind. Which is fine, except &lt;em&gt;sometimes I feel like I am the last one to be let in on the secret.&lt;/em&gt; In this case, I have NO IDEA what this new adventure holds in store. &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yet, I know it is the right thing because my faith allows me no other option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think choice is really pretty simple: either try to maintain a false sense of control over ALL aspects of life OR do what you can to make things work out the way you think you want them to and then &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;LET GO&lt;/span&gt; of the rest, give it to God, and &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;let FAITH&lt;/span&gt; take over. Ok, easier said than done. But, what I've discovered during this part of my journey is that the latter (while difficult) is so much EASIER in the long run. Because, really, the best way to make God laugh is to tell him (or her) that you have a plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our plans are just that - plans. They are not concrete. They are not what define us. Yes, plans and goals are important because they give us tangible markers, a way to move forward and grow. BUT, we have to remain flexible and have FAITH that the Universe provides and all will work out as it should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, with that, I am off to continue packing and move on to the next great adventure. See you in &lt;a href="http://www.neworleansonline.com/"&gt;New Orleans&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.google-analytics.com/urchin.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;
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Although Atlanta's traffic precluded us from getting there until 2 hrs. after the park opened, my three guests and I spent four hours racing from roller coaster to roller coaster, seeking the next big adrenaline rush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my guests was 8. It's funny because as we grow up, we tend to forget how 8-year-olds view the world. While we saw excitement and adventure in each of the thrill rides, he viewed them as scary obstacles that he was not quite ready to face. I have to give him credit though. He waited in the long lines with us, all the while contemplating his choice and giving a tremendous amount of thought to whether he would be able to at last face his fears and ride the upside-down loopty loops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He decided to that the big roller coasters were just too much, so the smaller, tamer wooden ones would be a better springboard. After standing in line for 2 hours to ride the &lt;a href="http://www.sixflags.com/overGeorgia/rides/goliath.aspx"&gt;Goliath&lt;/a&gt;, we raced over to &lt;a href="http://www.sixflags.com/overGeorgia/rides/GreatAmericanScreamMachine.aspx"&gt;The Great American Scream Machine &lt;/a&gt;in the hopes of getting him his first roller coaster experience. Unfortunately, the person working the ride had notions other than letting us on the last car of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, long story short, this amazing young kid didn't have the opportunity to ride his first coaster because the attendant was having a bad day. The attendant wanted to go home and was adamant that the ride was CLOSED. Granted, it was 2 or 3 minutes after the chain was put across the entrance to the ride. We did get there just after the cut-off. But, other people were waiting and there was one more car set to make the final run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 8-year-old waited. Again, patiently. Finally ready to face his fears and see this roller coaster head-on. But, the attendant would have none of it. He was not moved by our pleas or the boy's tear-streaked face. How do you, as an adult, explain to an 8-year-old that he can't do what took him all night to get up the courage to do because one person wants to maintain a full-on power trip? How do you, as an adult, explain to an 8-year-old the complexity of power struggles and unkind deeds when all he sees is the world through untainted eyes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tried. And, in some ways, I think he understood. Even though the attendant was rude and the expletives muttered under his breath unacceptable (especially in front of the kids), I fully believe in karma and KNOW that it is a circular chain of events. What goes around comes around - or so the saying goes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In that moment, one of those life lessons occurred that both parties learned from. Sometimes, when rules are concerned, it is better to consider the OVERALL PICTURE and make a decision based on the impact a POSITIVE ACTION will have. This is how we explained the situation to him. And, in his 8-year-old wisdom, he just nodded and realized that the attendant had made a poor judgement call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were able to get on one more ride - &lt;a href="http://www.sixflags.com/overGeorgia/rides/AllRides.aspx"&gt;Monster Plantation&lt;/a&gt; - before leaving the park. And, interestingly enough, the two women working that ride, whom had also been there the entire day, greeted us with pleasantries and smiles. "Those women," the 8-year-old commented, "were really nice. That's how you should treat people!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lesson I think we all need to be reminded of is simple. It's so much easier to be positive, to be kind, and to live a life of love and compassion than one of negativity and unkind deeds. As far as the roller coaster scenario, it would have taken half the energy for the attendant to let the young boy ride on the last car of the day than expel the negativity and arguments. After all, the car went. In the whole scheme of things, what harm would it have done to let one 8-year-old ride and conquer his fear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can all learn a lot from our kids.  Take the time to view the world through their eyes.  Simplicity.  Compassion.  Forgiveness.  All seem to come easy for them.  They should come easy to us as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.google-analytics.com/urchin.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;
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Combining two of my favorite activities (giving back and tasting beer), I spent the day working with &lt;a href="http://www.ccbeer.com/"&gt;Clipper City Brewing Company &lt;/a&gt;, in an effort to support this fundraising activity for &lt;a href="http://www.project-safe.org/"&gt;Project Safe&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serving Clipper City's &lt;a href="http://www.ccbeer.com/beerlist/Heavy+Seas"&gt;Loose Cannon Hop3 Ale &lt;/a&gt;from a firkin was a highlight of my day. Granted, before Sunday morning, I am ashamed to admit I had never even heard of a firkin - or knew that the beer contained within was still in the fermentation process.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zb9yjV4PRrY/R_7kSK_U0YI/AAAAAAAAAHU/SLKdlJDB22A/s1600-h/Brewfest+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zb9yjV4PRrY/R_7kSK_U0YI/AAAAAAAAAHU/SLKdlJDB22A/s400/Brewfest+004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187834821616128386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taking its unusual name from several British units of capacity (usually about equal to 1/4 of a barrel or 9 gallons), a firkin was historically known as a small wooden barrel or covered vessel. This firkin, however, was much bigger than a 2.25 gallon barrel. In fact, it was big enough to provide hundreds of 2oz pours through the 5 hours I tended bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked in conjunction with &lt;a href="http://www.yoursforgoodfermentables.com/"&gt;Tom&lt;/a&gt;, Clipper City's territory manager for the southern region. Knowledgeable, and passionate about his craft, Tom quickly introduced me to the fine art of serving from the "beer engine." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zb9yjV4PRrY/R_7ad6_U0UI/AAAAAAAAAG0/k7wv78iU0LE/s1600-h/Brewfest+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zb9yjV4PRrY/R_7ad6_U0UI/AAAAAAAAAG0/k7wv78iU0LE/s320/Brewfest+003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187824028363313474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Immediately after tapping the firkin, the heavenly aroma of 3 pounds of American hops (which they use in every barrel) came wafting through the air. I was also serving the Belgian Saison &lt;a href="http://www.ccbeer.com/red-sky-night-saison-ale-0"&gt;Red Sky at Night&lt;/a&gt; as well as the Small Craft Warning Über pils. Of course, these two beers, from their Heavy Seas collection, came in the bottled variety. Not quite as much fun as the firkin, but just as delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristin was pouring for &lt;a href="http://www.thomascreekbeer.com/"&gt;Thomas Creek Brewery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zb9yjV4PRrY/R_7lsa_U0ZI/AAAAAAAAAHc/g_fQSJ0qLj0/s1600-h/Brewfest+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zb9yjV4PRrY/R_7lsa_U0ZI/AAAAAAAAAHc/g_fQSJ0qLj0/s320/Brewfest+001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187836372099322258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(their Vanilla Creek Ale is one of my new favorites)and Connie volunteered to pour for &lt;a href="http://www.beerdinners.com/left-hand-brewery-beer-dinner-at-the-red-room-denver/"&gt;Left Hand Brewing Company&lt;/a&gt;, a brewery hailing from my home town of Denver.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zb9yjV4PRrY/R_7mNa_U0aI/AAAAAAAAAHk/EEUgShHasXE/s1600-h/Brewfest+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zb9yjV4PRrY/R_7mNa_U0aI/AAAAAAAAAHk/EEUgShHasXE/s320/Brewfest+002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187836939035005346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.ratebeer.com/brewers/copper-creek-brewing-company/3640/"&gt;Copper Creek&lt;/a&gt;, a local establishment, was nestled between us, which was great because not only do they have good beer, they have great nachos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I could not sample anything but my bottle of water during festival hours, the organizers more than made up for it after the crowds left. We were quick to clean-up and get down to the real business of socializing and conducting our own beer tasting. With a global variety, and pizza to boot, we could not have asked for a better way to meet new friends and relax after an energetic day.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zb9yjV4PRrY/R_7oL6_U0bI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BOzmGxErHC0/s1600-h/Brewfest+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zb9yjV4PRrY/R_7oL6_U0bI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BOzmGxErHC0/s320/Brewfest+009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187839112288457138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beauty of volunteering is that there is ALWAYS something new to be gleaned from the experience! In this case, the afternoon truly brought out my Inner Pyrate. Thanks Clipper City, Classic City Brewfest and, of course Tom, for an amazing beer education and an opportunity to give back in such a unique and FUN way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Also, more thanks to Tom, who gets credit for the opening photo.) If you want to see more picts from Brewfest, check out &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cizauskas/2396334326"&gt;Tom's Flickr page. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.google-analytics.com/urchin.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;
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Coming back in, after working in two separate, and very diverse career fields, has been difficult. However, after listening and engaging in several discussions about graduation jitters and future uncertainties with &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/15343927@N05/sets/72157604334426068/"&gt;several bright, educated, enthusiastic Seniors&lt;/a&gt;, I began to realize that perhaps my transition was not as difficult as I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While my own undergraduate graduation seems murky and long-gone, the thought of things I wish I'd known still lingers. So, with that sentiment, I do have some words of advice I would like to share. Here they are, for whatever they are worth:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Hand-holding stopped in kindergarten. It's up to YOU to be assertive. Don't be afraid to ask questions or admit you don't know something. BUT, be willing to take initiative to find the answers you are seeking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. No one expects you to come into a job knowing everything. What is expected is enthusiasm. You need to take the lead (even if you are relatively clueless) and, at the same time, exude a humbleness in acknowledging that you still have a lot to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Remember that all of your bosses, leaders and members of the upper echelon started somewhere. Most likely, they were just as nervous jumping, feet first, into the professional realm. Just realize, they continue to put their pants on one leg at a time - just like everyone else. Don't idolize them. Learn from them and respect how far they've come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Everything is as you choose to make it. That means your ATTITUDE is key. Do you choose to be positive and welcome challenges as growth opportunities or negative and view them as another painful process you have to go through? What you put out is what you will get back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. No one, no thing and the World in general owes you nothing. Conversely, I have come to believe that we owe of ourselves and can do best by giving the World our gifts. Take some time to hone in on your passions, your gifts and your strengths. Then use these to the betterment of humanity and the world at large.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. DON'T BE AFRAID to listen to your intuition and follow your dreams. While it sounds cliche, we are given intuition for a reason - to fulfill your life's purpose. If you follow your gut, you will follow your passion and, in doing so, will create happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Don't get wrapped up in the rumor mill and office politics. It's not worth your time or energy. The negativity that is inevitably associated with these things is an energy sap and you could spend your talents and time in much more creative, worthwhile endeavors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Hard work pays off. Truthfulness pays off. Being true to yourself and who you inherently are pays off. Don't try to be someone or something you are not. You are a unique INDIVIDUAL for a reason. Capitalize on your own uniqueness and quit trying to be like everyone else. How boring would this world be if we were all alike?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. In the long run, material gain is NOT important. Your compassion, light and willingness to take the time to help others (yes, even your neophyte coworkers) is what counts. Leadership is often a lesson learned by example. BE that example. Don't be afraid...your intuition will guide you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Probably the toughest lesson yet - BALANCE. Work is important (it pays the bills) but family and self is important too. Don't forget about yourself - as this is the easiest element to let go of. When EVERYTHING else takes priority in your life, remember, YOU are just as important as the job, the career, the kids' soccer game, the grocery shopping. Don't be selfish but don't let your DREAMS and SELF disappear as you move forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that's it - my nuggets of wisdom. I realize there are a lot of DON'Ts in this post. (Ironically, negatives words are often ones I tend to shy away from.) However, after a 12 year learning process, it seems easier to point out the negatives (which I struggled through) in this post because I think these are the things which will benefit those the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the graduating Seniors...good luck and stay positive. Be aware and positive in your actions and the rest will take care of itself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.google-analytics.com/urchin.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;
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Some came rushing back today, through a series of strange, wonderful and trying events. Others have been percolating for awhile. I guess some seem redundant. Nevertheless, these are my philosophies, my guidelines, the things I try to incorporate in my everyday practice of living a balanced, fulfilling, healthy, harmonious life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. (This lesson was reiterated this morning - a hard one at best.) It's not for me to look for or force relationships...it's for God to place them in my life when the time is right. So I remind myself when they don't work out as planned, let go and be at Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. You can't keep yourself behind barriers (hiding behind walls) and synonymously live a truly compassionate lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. We are all human, we are all imperfect, we all have faults. But, you still have to find a BALANCE in personal, professional, spiritual and family circles. Do what is right for you and be conscious of others as you do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Life is so precious...it is such a gift. Because it is short, it's important to let go of the things that aren't working or aren't right. Make room and time for those things that are right (as you feel in your gut) as they are the things that are meant to be in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. You are ALWAYS where you are supposed to be - even if you think you should be somewhere else. (If you feel a strong pull to be somewhere else, perhaps it's time to move to the new emotional, spiritual or physical place where you are NOW meant to be.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Breaking out of relationships is never an easy task. Every time someone goes, a piece of the soul goes with him or her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Whatever is going to happen is going to happen. So mote it be. BUT, you are still responsible for your actions, thoughts, words and energy that you put forth into the universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Live fully. We are blessed with this precious gift of life and MEANT to do wonderful, amazing, compassionate, kind things. Live every day with that philosophy at the forefront of your thoughts, actions and words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. You never know when your smile or kind word will change another's attitude, brighten her outlook, or turn negativity into a positive (and healing) force. Smile often and laugh out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Trust yourself to know and act upon what is best for YOU. After all, who could know you better? Hone in on your talents and USE THEM. They are gifts that are meant to MAKE A DIFFERENCE during your time on Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. You ALWAYS have a choice. Do you choose to be happy and positive or unhappy and negative? 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I don't usually like to discuss politics - everyone has an opinion and sometimes these opinions are MUCH too volatile. However, the ideas presented in this blog were really quite intriguing and got me to thinking about the actual candidates and our (America's) expectations of the Oval Office. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think we don't expect enough from our leaders and, in doing so, put up with too much crap. But, then, I wonder if expectations we hold of them are in fact realistic. Often we tend to view our nation's leaders, and potential leaders, as infallible, forgetting that they are indeed human beings. With that comes the obvious - like most of us, they are not perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, imperfection should not excuse basic moral fibre. I am struggling with reconciling what seems to be issues that can't be overlooked and simply chalked up to imperfection. In particular I'm referencing the media blast over the past several weeks regarding &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vdJB-qkfUHc&amp;feature=related"&gt;Reverend Wright's comments&lt;/a&gt; and Obama's response to the perceived &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X4dwiJkCR5s&amp;feature=related"&gt;racial divide&lt;/a&gt;, as well as Hillary's &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8BfNqhV5hg4"&gt;misrepresentation of her 1996 trip to Bosnia&lt;/a&gt;. While I don't view these instances in the same regard, I grapple with what the implications mean when considering our potential future president.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did Hillary lie on purpose, or did she simply misspeak, meaning there was sniper fire in the nearby Bosnian hills? Should we associate Barack with his minister (the same one who preformed his marriage) or overlook that very important aspect of Obama's upbringing? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem is our political structure has become too polarized. We are moving into a world where things are no longer black and white. There is a lot of gray area - especially with the emergence of &lt;a href="http://socialmedia.wetpaint.com/page/Web+2.0+Lingo?t=anon"&gt;WEB 2.0&lt;/a&gt;. Yet, our voting system still only offers two primary run-offs (Democrat and Republican), forcing voters to initially vote as registered in order to have their voices heard in the primaries. So, what happens if I want to vote for the opposing party but, because of my registered political affiliation, the candidate I truly want to run for office is voted out before I even get the chance to have my say in the formalized November election?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our country has evolved, technology has evolved, and our political system needs to follow suite. No, the candidates will never fully meet our high expectations. There will always be fault, which we need to remember is part of their human appeal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, they still have an obligation to address and work at solving the real issues. (Have things like education, medical care, the fledgling economy, rising gas prices, non-rising minimum wage, increased cost-of-living and the national debt truly been addressed?) Again, I struggle with all of the candidates because, at this point in the game, they can say whatever they chose to in order to get elected. But, what happens post-election? How do we, as tax-paying citizens, KNOW that these important issues (unlike sniper-fire in Bosnia or Wright's remarks) will be addressed come January 2009? Maybe the candidates should have to sign a contractual obligation, addressed to the American people, promising to fulfill ALL of the promises made during pre-election speeches. 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She wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As the seasons change it offers us the opportunity&lt;br /&gt;to ask ourselves some questions. Spring is a time of&lt;br /&gt;renewed growth, a time of sprouting out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask yourself what seeds you want to plant in your garden&lt;br /&gt;of life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are the seeds you want to nurture?&lt;br /&gt;What aspects of your life are you pleased with?&lt;br /&gt;Cultivate gratitude toward them and fertilize them frequently to&lt;br /&gt;ensure their growth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What areas of your life feel like they are lacking or need&lt;br /&gt;improvement? &lt;br /&gt;Set your intention to plant these seeds, to nurture their growth &lt;br /&gt;and cultivate their development.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you enjoy the season of Spring remember to tend your&lt;br /&gt;seedlings and honor their growth in your life's garden. Allow&lt;br /&gt;nature to be an example for you this spring and all year long. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't&lt;br /&gt;forget to weed out whatever does not serve your highest good.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After considering these thoughts while admiring spring's blooms throughout the neighborhood, I decided to spend this morning weeding out my own garden. It's been awhile, and I realized there are quite a few seedlings I need to make room for - quite a few I would like to plant this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In particular, I want to cultivate Compassion, Friendship and Fun. I spent the first cup of coffee reorganizing my wish board, and revamping my Universal desires. I honestly believe what you put "out there" is what comes your way. So, I thought carefully about &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how to ask for the things I want&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zb9yjV4PRrY/R-hJB35AORI/AAAAAAAAAFU/P9GgCIPvUx0/s1600-h/Easter+2008+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zb9yjV4PRrY/R-hJB35AORI/AAAAAAAAAFU/P9GgCIPvUx0/s200/Easter+2008+002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181471667821492498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zb9yjV4PRrY/R-hPQn5AOTI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ckPXPoMU4AU/s1600-h/Easter+2008+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zb9yjV4PRrY/R-hPQn5AOTI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ckPXPoMU4AU/s200/Easter+2008+003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181478518294329650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zb9yjV4PRrY/R-hPen5AOUI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vc39VR7fgMY/s1600-h/Easter+2008+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zb9yjV4PRrY/R-hPen5AOUI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vc39VR7fgMY/s200/Easter+2008+008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181478758812498242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number one is MORE GOD. Really, I just want to have a deep sense of gratitude and awareness for the multitude of gifts in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This hit home tonight when I stopped by St. Mary's hospital to drop off flowers. Looking at the BEAUTIFUL creations Todd (another Unity member) put together for church yesterday, I thought the arrangements could serve a higher purpose. Sure, they added a festive touch to the service, but I felt like the love, time and dedication Todd put into these creative pieces deserved so much more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zb9yjV4PRrY/R-hJun5AOSI/AAAAAAAAAFc/z5rdg42K088/s1600-h/Easter+2008+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zb9yjV4PRrY/R-hJun5AOSI/AAAAAAAAAFc/z5rdg42K088/s200/Easter+2008+001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181472436620638498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I worked with the ICU nurses to find 3 people who didn't have much in the way of family or visitors. The first woman I met was completely bedridden, unable to talk or sit up. Yet, her spirit was POWERFUL. She took my hand and gave it a gentle squeeze, just enough for me to feel her energy, her life, her complete refusal to give up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked (on my own two feet) away from that experience with a new found sense of gratitude and compassion. I am aware of my blessings - my health, my family, my friends, an abundance of opportunities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this I plant in my garden compassion and renewal. I am working on staying mindful of these gifts and finding unique gifts in others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.google-analytics.com/urchin.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;
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One of those things that just "happened" to show up at just the right time. &lt;a href="http://www.stevepavlina.com/blog/2006/08/the-law-of-attraction/"&gt;Law of Attraction&lt;/a&gt; maybe? Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As relationships take two, I think the word Woman could easily be substituted for Man in ANY of these statements. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I continue on my own personal journey, these past several months have offered quite a few lessons stemming from a few relationships (and a marriage) that just didn't work out. Not surprisingly, many of these hard-learned lessons appear on this list, so I highlighted those that are most applicable to my finding BALANCE. The beauty of life is that we never stop learning. The lessons will continue to come. We just have to be open to interpreting and learning from each one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If a man wants you, nothing can keep him away. &lt;br /&gt;2. If he doesn't want you, nothing can make him stay. &lt;br /&gt;3. Stop making excuses for a man and his behavior. &lt;br /&gt;4. If you have ANY doubt in your mind about a man's character, leave him alone. &lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Allow your intuition (or spirit) to save you from heartache.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stop trying to change yourself for a relationship that's not meant to be. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Don't force an attraction. &lt;br /&gt;8. Slower is better. &lt;br /&gt;9. Never live your life for a man before you find what makes you truly happy. &lt;br /&gt;10. If a relationship ends because the man was not treating you as you deserve then heck no you can't "be friends." &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A friend wouldn't mistreat a friend.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Have faith in God regarding your relationship, but don't let faith make you stupid. God does things decent and in order. &lt;br /&gt;12. Don't settle. &lt;br /&gt;13. If you feel like he is stringing you along, then he probably is. &lt;br /&gt;14. If he keeps changing his mind about the relationship--take that as a BIG sign that he is unstable. Do you really want to be with a man like that? &lt;br /&gt;15. Don't stay because you think "it will get better." You'll be mad at yourself a year later for staying when things are not better. &lt;br /&gt;16. Honorable men take care of their business and aren't involved in a whole lot of mess. &lt;br /&gt;17. The only person you can control in a relationship is you. &lt;br /&gt;18. There's only one 'reason' a man dumps you; he doesn't want you. &lt;br /&gt;19. Avoid men who've got a bunch of children by a bunch of different women. He didn't marry them when he got them pregnant, why would he treat you any differently? &lt;br /&gt;20. You really do have to kiss a few frogs before finding the prince. &lt;br /&gt;21. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Always put yourself and your happiness first.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;22. Always have your own set of friends separate from his. &lt;br /&gt;23. Maintain boundaries in how a guy treats you. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If something bothers you, speak up.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Like from the show Sex and the City, if he doesn't call, he just isn't that interested. &lt;br /&gt;25. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be honest&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and upfront. &lt;br /&gt;26. Know when to cut the cord, don't be strung along. &lt;br /&gt;27. Don't fall for the "I'm confused role". Remove yourself from the situation to let him figure things out (but don't wait for him, move on). &lt;br /&gt;28. If you want to have a clue as to how he will treat you, watch how he treats the WOMEN in his family (not just mom). &lt;br /&gt;29. There's more than physical abuse, there's emotional and mental abuse. If he causes any of them...flee. &lt;br /&gt;30. You cannot change a man's behaviors. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Change comes from within.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;31. Don't let him place rules on you that he is not willing to follow himself -- double-standard. &lt;br /&gt;32. Don't EVER make him feel he is more important than you are...even if he has more education or in a better job. &lt;br /&gt;33. Do not make him into a quasi-god. He is a man, nothing more nothing less. &lt;br /&gt;34. Demand respect and if he can't give it, he can't have you! &lt;br /&gt;35. Don't compete with other woman, but be aware that men are attracted to what they see. &lt;br /&gt;36. If you think he is cheating, he probably is. Confront him right away and if you feel he's lying, let him go. &lt;br /&gt;37. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Actions speak louder than words.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;38. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Never let a man define who you are.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Never rely on a man for compliments, look to yourself for that. &lt;br /&gt;40. Never borrow someone else's man. &lt;br /&gt;41. If he cheated with you, he'll cheat on you. &lt;br /&gt;42. Just because he says he loves you, doesn't mean that he won't hurt you and it doesn't mean that you are meant to be with him. &lt;br /&gt;43. To use painful hard-won wisdom -- 'get it right' the next time. &lt;br /&gt;44. Know that you deserve to be the number one person in the life of the No.1 person in your life. &lt;br /&gt;45. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love is a verb ... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Learn to give up your lifelong task of trying to make someone unavailable-available, someone ungiving-giving, and someone unloving-loving. &lt;br /&gt;47. A man will only treat you the way you ALLOW him to treat you. &lt;br /&gt;48. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All men are NOT dogs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;49. You should not be the one doing all the bending...compromise is a two way street. &lt;br /&gt;50. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you don't love self...you can't love anyone else.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;51. You cannot mend someone else's broken heart. &lt;br /&gt;52. You need time to heal between relationships...there is nothing cute about baggage...deal with your issues before pursuing a new relationship. &lt;br /&gt;53. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You should never look for someone to COMPLETE you...a relationship consists of two WHOLE individuals...look for someone complementary...not supplementary.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;54. Dating is fun...even if he doesn't turn out to be Mr. Right. &lt;br /&gt;NEVER give more in a relationship than you are getting out of it. &lt;br /&gt;55. Never become your man's "therapist". &lt;br /&gt;56. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When actions and words conflict, believe the actions. Respond to the actions.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;57. A real healthy relationship requires two people. One person can end it - but it takes two to make it work. &lt;br /&gt;58. Don't fall for the "I'm not the loving type"...when a man loves you there is nothing in this world (within reason) that he wouldn't do for you. &lt;br /&gt;59. Make him miss you sometimes...when a man always know where you are, and you're always readily available to him he takes it for granted. &lt;br /&gt;60. Give him his space...let him go out with his boys, don't pressure him to spend time with you, You cant force a man to hang out with you. &lt;br /&gt;61. If you wouldn't allow your daughter to be with him you shouldn't. &lt;br /&gt;62. Provide financially for yourself and don't depend on anyone. &lt;br /&gt;63. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When it's time to let go; let go. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Good men should be treated like good men. &lt;br /&gt;65. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't play games. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. Don't fully commit to a man who doesn't give you everything that you need. &lt;br /&gt;67. Compatibility in terms of educational attainment, values, beliefs, personal and career goals, and socioeconomic status, are important.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.google-analytics.com/urchin.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;
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Hard to believe the week passed by so quickly! It was an AMAZING adventure, as one can tell by browsing our guide, &lt;a href="http://www.savvypaddler.com/Images/album/"&gt;Steve's, photos&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our trip started with snow, as we climbed into the van at the UGA parking lot and headed north. (Odd to have to go north to get to South Carolina.) We were concerned about the weather, hoping the wind gusts would not preclude us from floating the next morning. Gusts didn't die down until about 4 a.m., leaving most of the group to suffer through the first of many frigid nights. &lt;a href="http://www.Profenglish-academicthoughts.blogspot.com"&gt;Kristin&lt;/a&gt; and I stayed warm in our sleeping bags, so we had no real complaints other than the dew that collected on the items we didn't sufficiently hide under the tent's double awnings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zb9yjV4PRrY/R-CFzxkHScI/AAAAAAAAAE8/XaT_6zUKn1I/s1600-h/DSC00950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zb9yjV4PRrY/R-CFzxkHScI/AAAAAAAAAE8/XaT_6zUKn1I/s200/DSC00950.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179286696000702914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early Sunday morning we dressed for the weather and put in about five miles from the KOA campground. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zb9yjV4PRrY/R-BPLhkHSVI/AAAAAAAAAEE/LzCogH8QwPs/s1600-h/DSC00908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zb9yjV4PRrY/R-BPLhkHSVI/AAAAAAAAAEE/LzCogH8QwPs/s200/DSC00908.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179226630883068242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristin was sporting a super fashionable blue camouflage wetsuit - which was very apropos to her stealthy demeanor throughout the trip:) We paddled for nearly 3 miles before landing on Capers Island, our home away from home for the next 4 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zb9yjV4PRrY/R-CFixkHSbI/AAAAAAAAAE0/m5FS8VdP7Nw/s1600-h/DSC00910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zb9yjV4PRrY/R-CFixkHSbI/AAAAAAAAAE0/m5FS8VdP7Nw/s200/DSC00910.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179286403942926770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Primitive and remote, the island offered nothing in the way of modern conveniences, including running water and indoor plumbing. I didn't care, though, as I fell out of my kayak and ran down the beach, looking for the nearest facilities. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zb9yjV4PRrY/R-CFNxkHSaI/AAAAAAAAAEs/60s1Oq3UMeg/s1600-h/DSC00976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zb9yjV4PRrY/R-CFNxkHSaI/AAAAAAAAAEs/60s1Oq3UMeg/s200/DSC00976.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179286043165673890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who had made the journey to Capers before alerted me to a private area near the end of the beach, where I could dig a hole and do my duty. It wasn't quite the cozy tiled room at home, but the egrets and adjacent stream gave this outdoor facility a very nautical feel. I barely finished filling in my hole when I heard yelling coming from on top of the cliff. Looking up, I saw Chris, our GORP representative, wildly waving his arms and yelling. "Hey...do you know about the bathroom?" I thought for sure I was in trouble, maybe having gone in an area designated as a wildlife zone or something. "Yeah," I answered. "Steve told us to go here." What Steve forgot to mention was that the potty bag needed to go with the person using the area, as an indication to others that the area was in use. Silly me. I had no potty bag. Good thing I was done and done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip continued to be as wildly entertaining as that first incident, especially the next day when we went alligator hunting. It was shortly after a paddle through Caper's marshes, followed by surfing the waves in our boats. When we got back to land, we thought it would be fun to explore the island by foot, in search of the infamous reptiles. It did not take Meg, Ai, Kristin and I long to spot a few, hidden in the marsh, a safe distance across the river. Feeling excitedly charged, we continued trekking through the back woods, when suddenly Ai screamed out and jumped away from the bank. Certain that an alligator was about to clamp down hard on her hands, we naturally followed suite and screamed as well, still uncertain as to the real reason behind our actions. Ai pointed, and all at once, we saw Googly Eyes, staring us down from 100 yards away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zb9yjV4PRrY/R-CAQBkHSXI/AAAAAAAAAEU/M5pfDC5CFzo/s1600-h/DSC00948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zb9yjV4PRrY/R-CAQBkHSXI/AAAAAAAAAEU/M5pfDC5CFzo/s200/DSC00948.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179280584262240626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took off through the woods, making it back to the boneyard as quickly as possible. Googly Eyes watched us, peering through those tiny slits, intent on our every action. The beach could not come soon enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zb9yjV4PRrY/R-CD-RkHSYI/AAAAAAAAAEc/IGhpigukZOk/s1600-h/DSC00917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zb9yjV4PRrY/R-CD-RkHSYI/AAAAAAAAAEc/IGhpigukZOk/s200/DSC00917.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179284677366073730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We departed Capers Island early the next morning, paddling 7.5 miles back to Charleston, where we took out, cleaned up, and went for an excellent fish dinner at the &lt;a href="http://islesea.com/charleston/wreck.htm"&gt;Wreck&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had one final float the following morning, crossing under Charleston's main bridge, and navigating the harbor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zb9yjV4PRrY/R-CEfBkHSZI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Xyrw0uFT9cs/s1600-h/DSC00993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zb9yjV4PRrY/R-CEfBkHSZI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Xyrw0uFT9cs/s200/DSC00993.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179285240006789522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paddling by the &lt;a href="http://www.charlestonharbortours.com/charleston-tours-attractions-details.cfm?EditorialID=33&amp;CategoryID=0"&gt;USS Yorktown &lt;/a&gt; was an impressive end to an amazing journey. Kayaking over 10 miles in 3 short day, backpacking, and living simply really allowed me to reflect on my journey and reassess my path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized that the detour is over. It's time to move onward and continue on my journey, with new found friends and a renewed sense of adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time...check out the rest of the amazing pictures from the trip on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/37713095@N00"&gt;Kristin's Flickr account&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.google-analytics.com/urchin.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;
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