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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-7948548470584889861</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Tue, 02 Aug 2011 01:53:58 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>Beatles</category><category>St. Oran</category><category>earth</category><category>The Paranormal Pastor</category><category>Oprah</category><category>possibility</category><category>heaven</category><category>Portugal</category><category>death</category><category>light</category><category>duality</category><category>sing</category><category>gift</category><category>aliens</category><category>art</category><category>Excalibur</category><category>hell</category><category>freedom</category><category>etsy</category><category>survival</category><category>The Universe</category><category>medium</category><category>agreements</category><category>emergence</category><category>travel</category><category>Eckhart Tolle</category><category>wealth</category><category>shift</category><category>plastic</category><category>sun</category><category>ghosts</category><category>Solstice</category><category>Saint Oran</category><category>thought</category><category>work</category><category>ascension</category><category>dance</category><category>changes</category><category>healing</category><category>oil</category><category>exodus</category><category>Hebrides</category><category>father</category><category>peace</category><category>spiritual</category><category>quantum physics</category><category>transformation</category><category>inner self</category><category>brain</category><category>dream</category><category>waters</category><category>preparation</category><category>spirit realm</category><category>Isle of Iona</category><category>Florida</category><category>the cross</category><category>leaders</category><category>fire</category><category>automatic writing</category><category>messages</category><category>God Source</category><category>etherealwear</category><category>paranormal</category><category>painting</category><category>Theatre of the Mind Technology for Transformation</category><category>Myanmar</category><category>solitude</category><category>matter</category><category>acension</category><category>magic</category><category>Victor Hugo</category><category>consciousness</category><category>now</category><category>change</category><category>psychic</category><category>Iona</category><category>November</category><category>Scotland</category><category>form</category><category>tara</category><category>druid</category><category>2012</category><category>blessings</category><category>potential energy</category><category>Quantum Mechanics</category><category>souls</category><category>light being</category><category>event horizon</category><category>Monk</category><category>Yellow Submarine</category><category>Ernest Hemingway</category><category>ghost hunter</category><category>hill of tara</category><category>channel</category><category>prayers</category><category>The Cornish Kings</category><category>politics</category><category>Kelly Howell</category><category>party</category><category>world</category><category>the mind</category><category>Lord Byron</category><category>harmony</category><category>mystics</category><category>spirits</category><category>Dorian mode</category><category>BP</category><category>life</category><category>expansion</category><category>esoteric</category><category>channeling</category><category>Awakening</category><category>energy</category><category>oneness</category><category>seismic events</category><category>gardening</category><category>mosque</category><category>humanity</category><category>1970</category><category>subliminal recordings</category><category>9th Century</category><category>human</category><title>Saint Oran Speaks</title><description>Messages from Saint Oran, the Druid of the Hebrides. After a long rest on an ancient island, he has returned with messages from spirit.</description><link>http://saintoranspeaks.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Saint Oran Speaks)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>52</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/zegq" /><feedburner:info uri="blogspot/zegq" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948548470584889861.post-5394132943915986881</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Mar 2011 02:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-20T22:36:11.648-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">inner self</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">wealth</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Saint Oran</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">gift</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">St. Oran</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">light being</category><title>True Wealth (Message #35)</title><description>Oran, your brother and your kin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring forth the truth of heaven -- the wholeness of spirit. You are complete. You have asked for this earthly experience, but you are already a light being, below the flesh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is an opportunity to be one with all. Take it. Soon there will be no "haves and have nots." The rich and famous will want to know how to be wealthy within, as you are right now. Know this. The true wealth is that of spirit. The true knowledge is of inner self. The true gift is knowing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oran&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948548470584889861-5394132943915986881?l=saintoranspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zegq/~3/IxZnmizPwZo/true-wealth-message-35.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Saint Oran Speaks)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://saintoranspeaks.blogspot.com/2011/03/true-wealth-message-35.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948548470584889861.post-6792497907351264745</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Mar 2011 16:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-13T12:26:14.525-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Scotland</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">seismic events</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Hebrides</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Saint Oran</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">automatic writing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Iona</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">druid</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">spiritual</category><title>One with the Elements (Message #34)</title><description>This is Oran &lt;br /&gt;Your brother and your kin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please know that life goes on ever so. We will transform we will become one with the elements. With the stars. Such earthly sadness for the souls so quickly lost in the tsunami in Japan. They have already been recaptured by star light. They are forming new planets and worlds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does the spirit go? Does all matter decay upon this earth that herself is slowly dying and transforming? No not all. Some matter becomes gaseous and forms again elsewhere. Some matter heals Mother Earth. Other matter joins the heavens again it becomes the stars and planets you cannot see yet. We are sorted, spirit matter. We are all reclaimed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oran&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948548470584889861-6792497907351264745?l=saintoranspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zegq/~3/oVOYeWrQKG4/one-with-elements.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Saint Oran Speaks)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://saintoranspeaks.blogspot.com/2011/03/one-with-elements.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948548470584889861.post-7675289206425856574</guid><pubDate>Mon, 31 Jan 2011 01:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-30T20:54:46.221-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Saint Oran</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">automatic writing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">St. Oran</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">change</category><title>The shift will reveal what is hidden (Message 33)</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5eJGSH4BqiI/TUYWU753TkI/AAAAAAAAAGE/YZ2ec12gZWs/s1600/IMG_0405.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5eJGSH4BqiI/TUYWU753TkI/AAAAAAAAAGE/YZ2ec12gZWs/s320/IMG_0405.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568162538223783490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Brothers and Sisters,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Oran, your brother and your kin. Welcome to a new earth year. A new life there before you. New opportunity&lt;br /&gt;to begin again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much is changing on your earth but much, much is becoming clear to you as a path to follow. The weather is an indication of the change. Not just a change in solar patterns. The shift will reveal what was hidden . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to do with your life? It is done. You are doing it! Live with fullness. Open-hearted. Be peaceful. Be loving, accept this as strength not passivity. You are strong humans. Learn from a world that needs more peace. Your world. Start with the internal world from within. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake to the life given to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oran&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948548470584889861-7675289206425856574?l=saintoranspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zegq/~3/qar98_wc7EY/shift-will-reveal-what-is-hidden.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Saint Oran Speaks)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5eJGSH4BqiI/TUYWU753TkI/AAAAAAAAAGE/YZ2ec12gZWs/s72-c/IMG_0405.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://saintoranspeaks.blogspot.com/2011/01/shift-will-reveal-what-is-hidden.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948548470584889861.post-4019093920980999266</guid><pubDate>Tue, 28 Sep 2010 03:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-09-27T23:51:39.987-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Saint Oran</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">automatic writing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">aliens</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">esoteric</category><title>Open to the Oneness (Message #32)</title><description>Dear Friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Oran. Your brother and your kin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are upon the alignment I spoke of in a previous message. Certain areas on the time line will repeat. There may be war. Prayer for reconciliation. Care about them. Care about the people who will be in the middle of the chaos. Pray for another way! There is-- it’s called love. And Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This shift also resounds like a beacon across the Universe. You will be revealed. This Universe is littered with planets like a bag lying open spilling with jewels. There is life on so many of them [planets]! Not just Earth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a shift in the frequency on Earth this will be received. Years to prepare for an arrival. But what state will humans find themselves? Unity or chaos? You will have to chose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do on October 3rd? Uncoil, relax. Open to the oneness. Pray for others. Leave everything that does not serve you behind. Move forward. Focus on love. And forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go now, &lt;br /&gt;Oran&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948548470584889861-4019093920980999266?l=saintoranspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zegq/~3/zk1g60KEAyM/open-to-oneness-message-32.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Saint Oran Speaks)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://saintoranspeaks.blogspot.com/2010/09/open-to-oneness-message-32.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948548470584889861.post-4770558738224566240</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 Sep 2010 23:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-09-08T19:51:03.528-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Saint Oran</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">mosque</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">automatic writing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">spirit realm</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">St. Oran</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Isle of Iona</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">esoteric</category><title>Global Reconciliation is possible. (Message #31)</title><description>Dear Sisters and Brothers,&lt;br /&gt;This is Saint Oran, your brother and your kin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a day that calls for great attention on intention.&lt;br /&gt;What is it that finds your attention? Do you focus on getting and having? Or do you hold fast to the intention of being? Being oneself, and a piece of the ALL?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being in perfect harmony with the world around you. Having gratitude for all of it. This brings you to a oneness that liberates the soul. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question. . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine was a hard life. Relentless weather. Violent attacks and raids by those I called Brothers but, reconciliation is possible. If this can happen on Iona, this peace can be had anywhere. The very men who killed my brothers returned 600 years later to build my chapel, the abbey and the nunnery. They changed. They moved forwards in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can this not happen with your mosque? Couldn't constant prayer in a place that for centuries only focused its attention on commerce be a good thing? The Christian church nearby can't [illegible] to prayers to God anchor and cleanse the miserable land there and make it whole again? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work together, humans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have made these times of sadness occur so often in our history. It is time for &lt;br /&gt;Global Reconciliation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will need this in the coming decades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Now.&lt;br /&gt;Your Brother, &lt;br /&gt;Oran (drawers the chapel)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948548470584889861-4770558738224566240?l=saintoranspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zegq/~3/x7F_SSN0Cfk/global-reconciliation-is-possible.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Saint Oran Speaks)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://saintoranspeaks.blogspot.com/2010/09/global-reconciliation-is-possible.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948548470584889861.post-8699373237949746191</guid><pubDate>Mon, 06 Sep 2010 00:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-09-05T21:22:38.753-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Scotland</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Saint Oran</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">God Source</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">peace</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Isle of Iona</category><title>The Stillness of the River Within You (Message #30)</title><description>Where [is] the light of peace. You are that lighthouse in the dark for so many. You are an example of the true light and love of God. People sometimes have trouble with that word-- God. Why is this? Because we have let the extremes of the meaning pollute the true meaning. God is the power you give to it. What is it? You. Me. All. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realize that for some, God is the thing in the sky. A statue in a church. God is not outside of you. God IS you. Those seeking a father, a person instructing them on every matter seek someone to control them. To explain at every turn, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"This is bad to do." "This is good to do." "You are a sinner. REPENT!"&lt;/span&gt; The God in you need be the only counsel you seek. That inner knowing. The voice calling you from the inland shore. Yes. God is this. The stillness of the river within you. Seek not the man or the woman who tell you where and what God is. You already know. Now practice this knowing and find thy peace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go now.&lt;br /&gt;Your Brother,&lt;br /&gt;Oran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Draws the chapel, the cross, the shores of Mull and choppy seas betwix.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948548470584889861-8699373237949746191?l=saintoranspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zegq/~3/6EBLCqIFjxQ/stillness-of-river-within-you.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Saint Oran Speaks)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://saintoranspeaks.blogspot.com/2010/09/stillness-of-river-within-you.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948548470584889861.post-4931438382247922882</guid><pubDate>Wed, 01 Sep 2010 02:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-31T22:39:51.346-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">the cross</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">matter</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Saint Oran</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">automatic writing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Iona</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">acension</category><title>The Shift of Matter and Ascension (Message #29)</title><description>Dear Sisters and Brothers, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Saint Oran, your brother and your kin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a matter of great importance. The shift of matter and ascension (draws a cross). The great crossroads the spirit aligned with matter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 3rd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will happen? Perhaps nothing visible with the naked eye. The shifts you will feel. &lt;br /&gt;(illegible . . .)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oct. 3 will bring a balancing to your Earth. Be lofty in your thoughts. Aim to dwell in possibility and beauty rather than the past. Imagine what you might accomplish. You don't have to die to ascend! You may do so in the comfort of you bed. Lie with your arm stretched (if you cannot do this, imagine with the mind). Legs straight. The heart is the midpoint. The electric current firing within you is enough light to ignite the changes. You have a place in the cosmos. You [are] already have. Let this notion of ascension be easy . . . (illegible) there is only, truly, transformation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go now.&lt;br /&gt;Your Brother,&lt;br /&gt;Oran &lt;br /&gt;(Draws the chapel.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948548470584889861-4931438382247922882?l=saintoranspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zegq/~3/E2FAZwj5CMI/shift-of-matter-and-ascension.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Saint Oran Speaks)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://saintoranspeaks.blogspot.com/2010/08/shift-of-matter-and-ascension.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948548470584889861.post-2441366823051239042</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 Aug 2010 03:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-25T23:32:15.934-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">matter</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Saint Oran</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">healing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">ascension</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">spirit realm</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Iona</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">prayers</category><title>The Crossroads of Ascension (Message #28)</title><description>Dear Brothers and Sisters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Oran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Brother and your Kin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reside in a time of great mysteries. A revelation of the true selves within. Who are you, truly? Are you skin color? Hair color? Are you woman or man? It matters not. What does matter is your awareness. Your state of being. You can be soulful and kind all of the time if you choose this. Earth is a world of possibility. The gifts she holds for all of you! Her food. Shelter. You have everything you need and you need not possess it. All is yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I? This question crosses the bands of time that vibrate with activity. I am spirit. I take the form of light. I am a shining star. I am water. I am rock. I am the spirit within and without. I am part of everything as are you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your awareness makes you whole. Your awareness. Your connection with all life. I was a man who lived through war, hunger, like you do now. I know that aspect of human life. But I also know the beauty of air that tastes of heather. I know the sound of prayers heard from across the galaxy. Many are praying. This adds to the healing that must take place everywhere. Finding that point of fracture. Where you first had the experience that shaped you in not a way you would have chosen. Find that place of fracture. Collect the pieces and become whole again. This is the work of human life. Not what you can accomplish before you die. But what you heal with the time you have when are living at the crossroads of spirit and matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oran draws a cross.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, then access the opportunity for ascension, as our brother Jesus showed us. And Buddha the brothers and sisters who know the cross is a portal for ascension. The shape then is more than a representation of a particular faith. It is the crossroads made of all inner life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Now.&lt;br /&gt;Your Brother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oran &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Drawing of Saint Oran's Chapel, Iona)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948548470584889861-2441366823051239042?l=saintoranspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zegq/~3/yyb61HRVJJw/crossroads-of-ascension-message-28.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Saint Oran Speaks)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://saintoranspeaks.blogspot.com/2010/08/crossroads-of-ascension-message-28.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948548470584889861.post-5831891018784268622</guid><pubDate>Tue, 17 Aug 2010 18:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-17T14:25:50.101-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Saint Oran</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">automatic writing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">St. Oran</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Iona</category><title>The refined oil of positive thought (Message #27)</title><description>This is Oran, your brother and your kin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let go of false belief in lack. You are divine and truly limitless. You are FREE. Your imagination is the engine. You will come to know that the fuel you use to pilot your life is either attracting what you desire or repelling it. Your imagination craves the refined oil of positive thought. Feel the wheels turning in you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948548470584889861-5831891018784268622?l=saintoranspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zegq/~3/960yk3pcTAc/refined-oil-of-positive-thought.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Saint Oran Speaks)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://saintoranspeaks.blogspot.com/2010/08/refined-oil-of-positive-thought.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948548470584889861.post-1982872396657869983</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Aug 2010 03:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-17T14:25:23.138-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">sun</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Saint Oran</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">St. Oran</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Iona</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">light</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fire</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">channeling</category><title>Your Individual Flame is Part of the Light (Message #26)</title><description>Oran.&lt;br /&gt;This is your Brother and your Kin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The light within burns like no other. Your individual flame is part of the light that warms up the sun. Do not diminish it for the benefit of anyone. Do not sully your own light to comfort others who wish to warm themselves. They have light, too. We must all come to know our own fire. To be warmed by it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948548470584889861-1982872396657869983?l=saintoranspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zegq/~3/NVI_js5PjnA/your-individual-flame-is-part-of-light.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Saint Oran Speaks)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://saintoranspeaks.blogspot.com/2010/08/your-individual-flame-is-part-of-light.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948548470584889861.post-75172123802066972</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Aug 2010 17:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-03T13:18:03.076-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">oil</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Saint Oran</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">St. Oran</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Isle of Iona</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">changes</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">druid</category><title>Galactic Planetary Shifts (Message #25)</title><description>Dear Friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Oran, your brother and your kin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great changes are soon to arrive in your world. As you attempt to relive many of the trials and tribulations of your past choices that resulted in strife and war, the earth will respond in kind. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;As above, so below.&lt;/span&gt; You have seen this with the bleeding of blood in the form of oil from deep within your earth. There is much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things. Items that have been buried for thousands of years will surface again. Tools of transformation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please beware. There is a galactic planetary shift approaching. October 3rd. The possibility of contact with other beings in this galaxy is great. You are truly not alone. Colors will change. Voices will be audible to those who hear. Time is folding upon itself, heating up, speeding up. You are already feeling this occurrence in your interactions, boundaries between people are contracting. A great oneness is possible. Or more battles and war. Choose your path and see the world you create from that view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Brother,&lt;br /&gt;Oran&lt;br /&gt;Druid of the Hebrides&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948548470584889861-75172123802066972?l=saintoranspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zegq/~3/PYRTaEE0dfg/galactic-planetary-shifts.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Saint Oran Speaks)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://saintoranspeaks.blogspot.com/2010/08/galactic-planetary-shifts.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948548470584889861.post-5476300695292205874</guid><pubDate>Fri, 21 May 2010 04:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-21T01:16:12.066-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Scotland</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">waters</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">oil</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">BP</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Isle of Iona</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Florida</category><title>The Earth. Our Waters.</title><description>Hello Friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have found myself pretty troubled lately, still in transition, and craving time to sit with my experiences. There are many messages to come. They still come-- though I have taken a pause from writing, until I feel calm. Steady. I hope that day comes soon. Right now, I am sitting with my memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did make the journey to Iona, I sat in Saint Oran's Chapel. My heart becomes so full with the thought of being there. I sat in silence, with only the howling wind and the rain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5eJGSH4BqiI/S_YPTb5jt2I/AAAAAAAAAFI/VUdrp3sQU7E/s1600/IMG_0445.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5eJGSH4BqiI/S_YPTb5jt2I/AAAAAAAAAFI/VUdrp3sQU7E/s320/IMG_0445.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473579223696521058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Iona on a clear day, November, 2010.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look at these pictures, the shores of a fairly isolated beach, green marble pebbles, the water, so very blue. As I walked Iona, felt the sand under my feet, there seemed to be no trace of the blood of the monks spilled there. But, I couldn't staring out across the water, wondering what it must have been like to see Viking ships on the water approaching the shore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5eJGSH4BqiI/S_YT8A-Tz8I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/el4zYgonxDU/s1600/IMG_0450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5eJGSH4BqiI/S_YT8A-Tz8I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/el4zYgonxDU/s320/IMG_0450.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473584318889840578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Iona . . . some of the oldest rocks on Earth are here. . .&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind now flashes to the coastal waters I know very well. Coastal waters now bathed in crude oil. I am still in shock. I see the oil pouring through the gash in Mother's body. I see the oil pour from her like blood. She is in shock. I am also in shock. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a hard lesson. When the oil makes it to Florida, where I grew up, near where my father is buried, it will follow the nor'easter wind patterns, if they rise. These are the same, powerful winds that brought the slave ships to us, (or sank them). This is a physical AND a metaphysical disaster, and like my Granny used to say, "Goodbye ain't always gone. . . " We must reconcile the past, as the Vikings and the monks did on Iona. It took 1,000 years, but the water is washed clean of blood. The waters there are restored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To hear the head of British Petroleum say that, "the environmental damage will be minimal" does not take into account the the past, the future, or anything else. We're ALL in it now-- and we're going to learn from this, hold ourselves accountable, because we all have something to do with this hunger for oil. An extreme learning curve up ahead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need courage. Courage to continue . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948548470584889861-5476300695292205874?l=saintoranspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zegq/~3/LYHUhbMNxk4/earth-our-waters.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Saint Oran Speaks)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5eJGSH4BqiI/S_YPTb5jt2I/AAAAAAAAAFI/VUdrp3sQU7E/s72-c/IMG_0445.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://saintoranspeaks.blogspot.com/2010/05/earth-our-waters.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948548470584889861.post-3424471742942125534</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 Apr 2010 00:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-14T20:24:58.015-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Scotland</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">death</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">November</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Isle of Iona</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">father</category><title>Spring has arrived</title><description>Hello my friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many starts and stops. &lt;br /&gt;I have been growing, living, trusting, running. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 2009 I made it to Iona. Three busses, two ferries, and a mile walk in the dark to my deserted but lovely hostel. I spent four days on the island, in driving rain, surrounded by my thoughts. The silence, the relentless amounts of peace that such a level of silence can bring. I got to spend some time in Saint Oran's Chapel, and I'll never forget that time of communion. I'll upload some pics in my upcoming posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, in the month of November, my father died. It's a long story. He was dying as I sat in Saint Oran's Chapel, unbeknownst to me. I said prayers for my father, and my family, on both sides of the divide. I was not able to be with my father when he left this earth, but I did spend time with in on Iona. I am so grateful for that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948548470584889861-3424471742942125534?l=saintoranspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zegq/~3/qYlTzkAl82Q/spring-has-arrived.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Saint Oran Speaks)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://saintoranspeaks.blogspot.com/2010/04/spring-has-arrived.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948548470584889861.post-3466356039545506065</guid><pubDate>Fri, 23 Jan 2009 00:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-22T19:26:04.481-05:00</atom:updated><title>Life goes on</title><description>Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;I made it.&lt;br /&gt;We made it.&lt;br /&gt;It's 2009.&lt;br /&gt;It's divine.&lt;br /&gt;The messages are still coming, yet the&lt;br /&gt;human has been resting. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The waking hour has come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948548470584889861-3466356039545506065?l=saintoranspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zegq/~3/Hb5_CPow8gs/life-goes-on.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Saint Oran Speaks)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://saintoranspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/01/life-goes-on.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948548470584889861.post-5145253568225296775</guid><pubDate>Thu, 18 Sep 2008 12:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-18T08:32:53.378-04:00</atom:updated><title>There is still frontier to be found (Message #24)</title><description>Brothers and Sisters this is Oran. You kin. You are a pleasure to the light. You are a part of that light. You are truly infinite. You may feel some sense of terror at this! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"When do I stop? If there is no end, when does it end?"&lt;/span&gt; You were born to be infinite. Unending. You were designed to be that way. Not a loop, not something that endlessly repeats. But a journey that contains within it unknown lands. There is still frontier to be found. That frontier is within you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Brother&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948548470584889861-5145253568225296775?l=saintoranspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zegq/~3/FhfLUshUI4A/there-is-still-frontier-to-be-found.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Saint Oran Speaks)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://saintoranspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/09/there-is-still-frontier-to-be-found.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948548470584889861.post-8997490130730763408</guid><pubDate>Wed, 10 Sep 2008 02:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-09T22:18:31.022-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">messages</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Saint Oran</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">form</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">thought</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">plastic</category><title>Everything in thought will enter plastic form. (message #23)</title><description>Dear Brothers and Sisters, this is Saint Oran, your kin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a radiance of light within you. Though there are some who may be reading this and thinking they have lost all. Never. Even if the fire dwindles to embers. You are still alive. You are. The glow of the embers is hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world is being reimagined-- by you. By your minds. What was unavailable, hidden or seemingly impossible is happening now. Whether you wanted these changes, or not. Everything in thought will enter plastic form. All thoughts become dimensional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go now.&lt;br /&gt;Your Brother,&lt;br /&gt;Oran&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948548470584889861-8997490130730763408?l=saintoranspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zegq/~3/5yeYEwuWsN4/everything-in-thought-will-enter.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Saint Oran Speaks)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://saintoranspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/09/everything-in-thought-will-enter.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948548470584889861.post-2353632682729612543</guid><pubDate>Mon, 04 Aug 2008 13:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-04T09:47:51.687-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Saint Oran</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">God Source</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">automatic writing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Isle of Iona</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Excalibur</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">earth</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">energy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">politics</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">leaders</category><title>Future Leaders of Earth (message #22)</title><description>Hello My Brothers and Sisters. This is Oran, your kin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be not afraid of the future. Worry not for all is well. Many are struggling to remain on this spinning earth. Many are electing to leave it rather than grow, change, evolve, as humans. Shocking as it may seem. Go with the flow of life. Follow the channel of positive energy. Do not dwell in the dark past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A question?&lt;br /&gt;(pause)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not one to make predictions. I have seen many an army and many a king and several queens rule. A new leader is necessary to wield the power from God. For that energy is changing. Everything Evolves. Even God! New God energy thinks, imagines, grows and renews itself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adopting leaders who only use ancient tools cannot lead using this new God energy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may imagine several Excaliburs and many who were born to wield the metal forged by St. Michael himself. You may also imagine that a bronze-age tool cannot do the work of a laser. There are leaders on your earth who rule from the world of the bronze age. As overlords. This becomes savagery. We have already lived those lives! I have seen the worst of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Future leaders of earth must listen to the messages they are receiving from the realms: Evolve. Rise. Change. Lead your people from God source. Not sword. Some will listen. Some will lose their lands and perhaps not for the betterment of the people.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continue on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Brother,&lt;br /&gt;Oran&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948548470584889861-2353632682729612543?l=saintoranspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zegq/~3/Y6MSS8l6pes/future-leaders-of-earth-message-22.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Saint Oran Speaks)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://saintoranspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/08/future-leaders-of-earth-message-22.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948548470584889861.post-2288661712034766409</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 Jul 2008 11:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-18T07:56:18.184-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">messages</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">world</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Saint Oran</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">harmony</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">humanity</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">change</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">survival</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">consciousness</category><title>Beyond the level of mere survival (messsage #21)</title><description>Sisters and Brothers, this is Oran, your Brother and your kin.&lt;br /&gt;The world is changing so rapidly you humans beings also must &lt;br /&gt;adapt to changes. You can explore the Universe, colonize planets--&lt;br /&gt;but you will make the same choices there that you have made here.&lt;br /&gt;We must all come to an agreement that humanity is worth saving.&lt;br /&gt;We must all go beyond the level of mere survival in order to elevate&lt;br /&gt;the consciousness of your world. You must try, in your own small way&lt;br /&gt;to achieve harmony here. Or dissonance may be the only tune you play.&lt;br /&gt;Work on this. Harmony in every aspect of your life and see the world change&lt;br /&gt;around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go now. &lt;br /&gt;Oran,&lt;br /&gt;Your Brother&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948548470584889861-2288661712034766409?l=saintoranspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zegq/~3/Xlq-MsQI6cc/beyond-level-of-mere-survival-messsage.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Saint Oran Speaks)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://saintoranspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/07/beyond-level-of-mere-survival-messsage.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948548470584889861.post-1729283621395067479</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Jul 2008 12:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-17T00:11:35.724-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">art</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Saint Oran</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">painting</category><title>Page and the paper</title><description>Hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope all is well in this, the best of all possible worlds. . . I have not been quiet enough to receive messages lately, with the rigor of daily life, I've been a bit &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;whelmed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently doing some teaching assistant work at the art school in the town where I live. This was a last-minute appointment, so I'm a little thrown off, or thrown IN, rather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is delightful is that I am assisting a young girl in an art class who has cerebral palsy-- her teacher, though nice, has no experiment with people with different abilities and didn't quite know what to "do" with her, so they called for an assistant-- me. I'd been meaning to learn how to draw, so it's a perfect situation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm learning so much in the class-- in terms of art, and in terms of working with and encouraging this young person. I have a brother with autism, so I am  accustomed to being with people who "straddle worlds" but in this case, I see that I am there to affirm to the student that SHE CAN be an artist in the way that her body and her mind will allow, and the best artists listen to the voice within not to what others think is right. I've encouraged her project her thoughts out to the page and the paper-- to be guided by the lines she draws with her mind first. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could take my own advice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More from Oran, soon. Thanks for reading, and be well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--The Gilded Butterfly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948548470584889861-1729283621395067479?l=saintoranspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zegq/~3/QFzGrNaHah8/page-and-paper.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Saint Oran Speaks)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://saintoranspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/07/page-and-paper.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948548470584889861.post-1074692918365846059</guid><pubDate>Mon, 30 Jun 2008 12:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-30T08:47:51.679-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">duality</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blessings</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">oneness</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Saint Oran</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">souls</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Awakening</category><title>Make this Life Your Best (Message #20)</title><description>Brother and Sisters this is Oran, your brother and your kin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make this life your best. Be aware. Awaken. Do not live in the shadows any longer, a stranger to yourself.Wake to the true meaning of life which is to love. Love all things. Know that you share your little cluster of atoms you believe to be "you" with all there is and all that will ever be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are not insignificant. You must cease believing that you are. You share breath blood and bone with the most exalted and the forgotten. The redeemer and the condemned. No different. Duality is the true meaning of "death."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(my lamp went out at this moment-- Oran responded by writing, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Thoughts with a mind!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;resuming. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart without soul? This is duality. Wake from your sleeping and live the one life-- as one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings to you.&lt;br /&gt;Go now. &lt;br /&gt;Your Brother,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oran&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948548470584889861-1074692918365846059?l=saintoranspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zegq/~3/ignstDCaGqk/make-this-life-your-best.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Saint Oran Speaks)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://saintoranspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/06/make-this-life-your-best.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948548470584889861.post-4043313168680604829</guid><pubDate>Sat, 21 Jun 2008 12:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-30T08:48:14.280-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blessings</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Saint Oran</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Solstice</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">sing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">emergence</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">freedom</category><title>The Emergence of Life (Message #20)</title><description>This is Oran, your Brother and your kin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings to you on this Solstice Day, my family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let this be a day to see the full beauty of earth. Green hills, flowering life. Let this also be a day that you begin to flower-- to see the buds of your thoughts begin to receive light. What do you think on? What has captured your attention? let it be peace. Let it be the emergence of life. Let it be freedom from judgment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be witness to the blessings to come.&lt;br /&gt;Know that you are delivered from what ails you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Connect today to a memory that makes you feel alive. Bring to mind a picture that brings you a joy that could bring forth singing. Birds do this. They sing their experiences. Learn to sing your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go now, &lt;br /&gt;Your Brother, Oran&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948548470584889861-4043313168680604829?l=saintoranspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zegq/~3/IfkJ-b95zzM/emergence-of-life.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Saint Oran Speaks)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://saintoranspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/06/emergence-of-life.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948548470584889861.post-8129222656532738437</guid><pubDate>Tue, 17 Jun 2008 14:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-17T16:15:14.688-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">preparation</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">ghost hunter</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">automatic writing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Paranormal Pastor</category><title>I prefer to screen my calls</title><description>I just found an interesting web blog called, &lt;a href="http://theparanormalpastor.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Paranormal Pastor.&lt;/a&gt; This almost seems like an oxymoron-- but I'm intrigued by this blogger's background-- he's studied theology-- he's an ordained minister. Now, my angle is pretty different, you know-- leaning more toward the Celtic, Druid, spirit, non-denominational, parapsychology etc. But at any rate, I have been thinking about ghosts and such-- just like the Paranormal Pastor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been cruising "ghost hunter" sites-- just out of curiosity. That phrase, "ghost hunter" is almost as well-worn as "kleenex." There's even a ghost hunter "profile"-- there's a look, a style, websites full of green demons and ghosts made from flash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://theparanormalpastor.blogspot.com/2008/06/those-wacky-tacky-demonologists.html"&gt;The Pastor's recent post&lt;/a&gt; got me thinking about how I conduct myself as I move between the spirit and the human worlds. What I do to protect myself out there. I'm sharing that post to the Pastor, here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been intrigued by the number of "ghost hunters" out there- -and there are HEAPS of people getting into this as a business, but very few places to study parapsychology. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually a bit shocked at the lack of spiritual preparation taken before attempting to confront a true beasty.   At least Dean and Sam from the show Supernatural bring a mojo bag, their Winchester Colt when they have it, but most importantly, some SALT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I'm not too-too interested in demons and exorcisms, I believe that just about anything is possible. A healthy mix of caution, curiosity and calm can help narrow things down. Jumping to conclusions might not be the best response-- reason, and some process of elimination is the way to go-- but that's not to say I am a skeptic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW energy exists is many many forms, and I don't take chances with unknown entities. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am an automatic writer-- have been since I was a teen. I would say that my spiritual practice has a strong Christian foundation (though people with traditional Christian beliefs might think otherwise). I ALWAYS begin a session by asking the question, "Do you believe that Jesus Christ walked upon the earth and died so that we may have everlasting life?" I expect the answer to be phrased in the same way, sealed with an "Amen." Words have GREAT power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone, ghost "buster" or otherwise, messing with a spirit of any kind, might want to come up with some kind of cypher or phrase or some kind of hoop the responder has to leap through to make that connection. I think it establishes some kind of "bottom line." Maybe not a "neutral" space I suppose, but at least the human in this equation is not just a "lamb to the ectoplasm slaughter." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Connecting to the unknown can be like having a party-line on your phone-- anyone can call you! I prefer to have an "unlisted number." I prefer to screen my calls. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the responder pauses too long, or if the practitioner gets a response like, "Let me talk to my Lawyer," or "Can you repeat the question," they should seriously high-tail it out of that experience. I'm being a little cheeky here-- but I'm pretty serious about this. There's more unknown than known in this Universe-- why not-- proceed with curiosity and caution? &lt;i&gt;Works for Doctor Who.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, thanks for the post. Your POV is very interesting. I'll be back and I'd like to add you to my links!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great week!&lt;br /&gt;the gilded butterfly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;###&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948548470584889861-8129222656532738437?l=saintoranspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zegq/~3/Yhu9cQiLeDA/i-just-found-interesting-web-blog.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Saint Oran Speaks)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://saintoranspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-just-found-interesting-web-blog.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948548470584889861.post-9205744359309897178</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Jun 2008 00:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-14T20:42:41.658-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">heaven</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">the mind</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">hell</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">energy</category><title>No Power Greater On The Earth (Message #18)</title><description>This is Oran, your brother and your kin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no power greater on the earth than the mind. With this you may create a heaven or a hell. You are a power source for energy. Remarkable beings. Your world is changing. Will you make a heaven or a hell of it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Now.&lt;br /&gt;You Brother,&lt;br /&gt;Oran&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948548470584889861-9205744359309897178?l=saintoranspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zegq/~3/cHzhv6fGuTk/no-power-greater-on-earth.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Saint Oran Speaks)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://saintoranspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/06/no-power-greater-on-earth.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948548470584889861.post-7810467646732908433</guid><pubDate>Fri, 06 Jun 2008 01:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-06T00:04:47.943-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">automatic writing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">work</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Lord Byron</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ernest Hemingway</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Kelly Howell</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Theatre of the Mind Technology for Transformation</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">subliminal recordings</category><title>A clean, well-lighted mental place</title><description>I've been thinking about my most recent post. . . I got pretty fired up about this right work business. I am changing. I've been listening to &lt;a href="http://www.theatreofthemind.com/pilot.asp?pg=about"&gt;Kelly Howell's Theatre of the Mind Technology for Transformation CDs.&lt;/a&gt; They're basically a series of subliminal recordings that work on with your Delta, Alpha, Beta and Theta Waves. These specific tones that work directly on the body, to help free you of old useless patterns. I've been listening &lt;a href="http://www.theatreofthemind.com/product.asp?specific=655"&gt;The Secret of Attracting Wealth&lt;/a&gt;. My mother got it for me! I was a little resistant, but decided to give it a try. I listen to the CD on my iPod as I drift to sleep. Sometimes, I'll play the CD on a loop all night. It's extremely relaxing, at the same time I feel  my powers of perception are increasing. Howell explains that after six weeks you'll start a feel change. I feel it now. I'm starting to address some very VERY old patterns in my life-- they are floating to the top of my subconscious and popping like air bubbles to the surface. I've done quite a bit of crying over the past 2 weeks, but the clouds are clearing, and I feel good about moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence my "Right Work" cheerleading. It's all stuff I need to hear, too. I must implement my own plans, listen to my own messages. The messages don't just come from Saint Oran. I write often with &lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/nottingham/features/2002/11/great_nottinghamians_lord_byron.shtml"&gt;Lord Byron&lt;/a&gt;, 18th Century the poet-- I have since I was a teen. While I was writing with him, a message came through from someone else. You have to understand, when you open a channel "on the other side" you've basically opened some kind of spiritual deli counter-- you can bet that someone wants to talk about &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt; and they're not so good at taking a number&lt;a href="http://saintoranspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/01/oran-connection-brief-history.html"&gt;(which is why I mentioned in an earlier post to guard your mind while doing this work.&lt;/a&gt; Anyway, the message is from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ernest_Hemingway"&gt;Ernest Hemingway&lt;/a&gt;. He died nine years before I was born electing to end his life in his 61st year in 1961.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've only received messages from him twice-- once through my mother(she also has this skill), when I was in high school, and it was one sentence, which if you've read his work, you know how that man can put things just so. The other message was considerably longer. I'm about to share with you in this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I know, I know. Who's next, Cleopatra?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Nah. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Maybe if I were a super model. . .&lt;/span&gt;spirits gather around their charges, and I believe those spirits often act as personal patron saints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't imagine that there are many skeptics reading this blog, but I still feel the need to compare and contrast a bit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few examples of Hemingway's signature:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5eJGSH4BqiI/SEincjN8JxI/AAAAAAAAAC0/YbcOlgykvTs/s1600-h/ernest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5eJGSH4BqiI/SEincjN8JxI/AAAAAAAAAC0/YbcOlgykvTs/s400/ernest.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208597077985863442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5eJGSH4BqiI/SEin5OeID9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/eIa9U6XjFaw/s1600-h/hemingway-ernest4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5eJGSH4BqiI/SEin5OeID9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/eIa9U6XjFaw/s400/hemingway-ernest4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208597570632814546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a picture from my moleskin:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5eJGSH4BqiI/SEiqRx42M3I/AAAAAAAAADE/hSqUOfyPAB8/s1600-h/Hemingway_text.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5eJGSH4BqiI/SEiqRx42M3I/AAAAAAAAADE/hSqUOfyPAB8/s400/Hemingway_text.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208600191480247154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5eJGSH4BqiI/SEir7mZLi1I/AAAAAAAAADM/_LqgLnpzlZs/s1600-h/Hem_sig.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5eJGSH4BqiI/SEir7mZLi1I/AAAAAAAAADM/_LqgLnpzlZs/s400/Hem_sig.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208602009460771666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm no &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Graphology"&gt;graphologist,&lt;/a&gt; but I would call his signature and the one in my notebook a close match. Same pen stroke, same little letters. I channel with my left hand, but in life, I'm right-handed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the transcript of the message, sans my encrypted question I ask anyone who comes through:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hemingway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello again, Jones. It has been a while. You know you have an enormous talent. Don't waste it on fear. Remember what I said before, that which is not captured by the pen is lost forever. Stop making lists of all the rotten men you've met and start writing your story, Jones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What in the world are you afraid of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, there is past history there are the times when your writing got you killed in France, for one thing. And before that too. You've been a scribe nearly everytime you've come back it's a thing with your soul. And it's ancient, and can eat you alive if you don't feed it pens and paper. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the way I am, Jones. Not going to draw pretty hearts.* But you are tops in my book. Now, if you'd just write yours, we'll be square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hemingway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;*Byron who's connection Hemingway interrupted, almost always draws a heart at the end of his message.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I couldn't make this up if I tried.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for wading through this incredibly long post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948548470584889861-7810467646732908433?l=saintoranspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zegq/~3/ZQSSPf7axUw/clean-well-lighted-mental-place.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Saint Oran Speaks)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5eJGSH4BqiI/SEincjN8JxI/AAAAAAAAAC0/YbcOlgykvTs/s72-c/ernest.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://saintoranspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/06/clean-well-lighted-mental-place.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948548470584889861.post-7416281212547069597</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Jun 2008 13:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-11T02:52:02.462-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">etsy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">etherealwear</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">2012</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">event horizon</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">potential energy</category><title>Doing YOUR work!</title><description>I haven't told you-- I run a little blog called &lt;a href="http://etherealwear.blogspot.com"&gt;etherealwear.&lt;/a&gt; It's a humorous, craft blog about life and featuring sellers on a craft site called &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com"&gt;etsy.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, a friend of mine who has a shop called &lt;a href="http://dollfacedesign.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dollface Design&lt;/a&gt;, discovered that someone has been selling her collages on notebooks on ebay, in the UK. Understandably she's frustrated. But wouldn't you know-- I think I secretly channeled some goodness to her, in my long-winded comment. I posted it below, mainly because it's something I need to hear and follow, myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. That's HORRIBLE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, here's another, albeit painful affirmation of just HOW GREAT your work truly is, and that YOU should be capitalizing on the full potential energy of your wonderful creations! Take that high road all the way to the bank. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very fact that the seller is selling the notebooks for 3quid is evidence of a belief in lack and limitation-- that's really the sad thing here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step up your game. More, bigger, better faster. Go &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5281666"&gt;Dollface Design&lt;/a&gt;, GO! Temporary tattoos for everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not be discouraged, and being angry might not produce the effect  you want, in the end. Don't go stitchin' a blanket out of the panels of sympathy coming your way. Get your thumb out-- in other words, nose to the grindstone, and MAKE YOUR ART!!! Turbo-charged, ROCKET fuel, baby! Turn this ship around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is your wake-up call to magnetize yourself to attract all the success the Universe is waiting to give you! You're doing it already-- don't let this weirdness stop you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make that new merch we talked about at Whole Foods that day, if you haven't already, because, as you can see, if an idea is voiced, but not actualized by the thinker, it goes back into pool of thought, and then it's anyone's game! Esoteric, perhaps, but TRUE. Believe me, it's happened to me a dozen times because I didn't follow through on MY OWN f-ing plans. . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make everything you can-- yes, even the Narragansett beercan cozies  (no, not really, but let your imagination run wild, girl!) DO IT. Go as far as you can. And then you'll be licensing your work, partying in Budapest, and we can enter the Gumball 3000 race in Europe! Yeah, not ready to let that idea go, am I?  We're still going to make that happen by 2012 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when moments like this come up, and they will, you can sigh at these half-hearted attempts at art and feel compassion for that person who is not ready to develop their own art. BUT YOU ARE, and you will continue to do so . . . to the event horizon, we go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make it happen, missy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--m&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://etherealwear.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948548470584889861-7416281212547069597?l=saintoranspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/zegq/~3/6mnXw7Y2kWI/doing-your-work.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Saint Oran Speaks)</author><thr:total>7</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://saintoranspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/06/doing-your-work.html</feedburner:origLink></item></channel></rss>

