<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6757141733982080864</id><updated>2024-09-14T09:12:27.800-07:00</updated><category term="inspirations"/><category term="life"/><category term="inspiration"/><category term="motivation"/><category term="body"/><category term="friends"/><category term="health"/><category term="miami"/><category term="mind"/><category term="spirit"/><category term="travel"/><category term="yoga"/><category term="adventures"/><category term="bailey"/><category term="change"/><category term="everglades"/><category term="family"/><category term="first impressions"/><category term="florida"/><category term="gratitude"/><category term="hiking"/><category term="job"/><category term="living"/><category term="moment"/><category term="new"/><category term="old"/><category term="patrick"/><category term="rain"/><category term="reconnect"/><category term="road"/><category term="shark valley"/><category term="shay"/><category term="shaycarl"/><category term="walking"/><title type='text'>C&#39;est Une Belle Vie</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chezcristinamarie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757141733982080864/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezcristinamarie.blogspot.com/'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947914759707636363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6757141733982080864.post-7839775124105422032</id><published>2012-10-16T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-10-16T10:29:19.885-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="adventures"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="everglades"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="florida"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="friends"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="hiking"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="miami"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="shark valley"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="travel"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="walking"/><title type='text'>shark valley pt. 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;&quot;&gt;
Enjoying life and exploring nature is such a liberating feeling. &lt;br&gt;
Breathing the fresh outdoor air. &lt;br&gt;
Feeling the sun warming your skin. &lt;br&gt;
The kiss of a gentle breeze so light and airy. &lt;br&gt;
Hearing the sounds of the wild speaking to you. &lt;br&gt;
I became one with the earth at that moment. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
As I had mentioned in my previous post, &lt;br&gt;
I began to reconnect with old friends from my past. &lt;br&gt;
Those who I&#39;ve had close relationships with. &lt;br&gt;
A lot of the times people can make empty promises. &lt;br&gt;
Promises to meet and reunite. &lt;br&gt;
Yet, never truly carrying them out. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I made that exception. &lt;br&gt;
The conscious effort to not go against my words. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Yesterday, I met with two great girls who I&#39;ve known since high school. &lt;br&gt;
For whatever reason, we had gone separate ways in our lives and lost touch. &lt;br&gt;
Fortunately though I was able to see them again. &lt;br&gt;
Build and share memories like we once had as younger girls. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
The setting was Shark Valley, Everglades Florida. &lt;br&gt;
It was beyond amazing to not only be together with close friends, &lt;br&gt;
but to be out there exploring the place with them. &lt;br&gt;
While we didn&#39;t make it there in time for bike rentals, &lt;br&gt;
we still trekked 2 miles on foot through the long hiking trails observing nature. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Here are some photos of our short adventures in Shark Valley. &lt;br&gt;
Of course there will be a full scope on the place when we do finish the 15 mile trail. &lt;br&gt; 
So stay tuned! &lt;br&gt; 

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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chezcristinamarie.blogspot.com/feeds/7839775124105422032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chezcristinamarie.blogspot.com/2012/10/shark-valley-pt-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757141733982080864/posts/default/7839775124105422032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757141733982080864/posts/default/7839775124105422032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezcristinamarie.blogspot.com/2012/10/shark-valley-pt-1.html' title='shark valley pt. 1'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947914759707636363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6757141733982080864.post-3985953026036948252</id><published>2012-10-15T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-10-15T18:17:20.664-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="friends"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="new"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="old"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="reconnect"/><title type='text'>reconnecting </title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;&quot;&gt;
It&#39;s been a long time coming. &lt;br&gt;
I&#39;ve abandoned this little corner of mine. &lt;br&gt;
That much is for sure. &lt;br&gt;
Nonetheless, I have found my way back. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
What doesn&#39;t kill you makes you stronger. &lt;br&gt;
Or so they say. &lt;br&gt;
If I don&#39;t say so myself, I think I agree. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
You see...&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I have made it a goal of mine coming into the year 2012, &lt;br&gt;
that I was going to reconnect with old friends as well as make new ones. &lt;br&gt;
I didn&#39;t think I was holding up to my promise. &lt;br&gt;
I just dug myself into a deep cave and forgot many. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
The year isn&#39;t over yet. &lt;br&gt;
So I went and made that effort. &lt;br&gt;
Made the effort to get out of my comfort zone, &lt;br&gt;
and reconnect with those closest to me in the past. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I am so grateful that I did. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
It might have taken something in my own personal life to give me that push, &lt;br&gt;
but either way I found those friends and extended out to them. &lt;br&gt;
Wishing them well and hoping all was going great in their lives. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I might have been scared of the rejection I expected from those I have lost touch with. &lt;br&gt;
However, they greeted me with just the same amount of happiness. &lt;br&gt;
Because of this I am just that more confident that I can put myself out there. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Thank you to those who have accepted me. &lt;br&gt;
The ones who have extended their hellos to me as well. &lt;br&gt;
We are not alone in this world. &lt;br&gt;
No we are not. &lt;br&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chezcristinamarie.blogspot.com/feeds/3985953026036948252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chezcristinamarie.blogspot.com/2012/10/reconnecting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757141733982080864/posts/default/3985953026036948252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757141733982080864/posts/default/3985953026036948252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezcristinamarie.blogspot.com/2012/10/reconnecting.html' title='reconnecting '/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947914759707636363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6757141733982080864.post-1896869890445234278</id><published>2012-10-06T17:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-10-06T17:41:36.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a day to enjoy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;&quot;&gt;
Saturday. &lt;br&gt;
A day to explore. &lt;br&gt;
A day to enjoy with others. &lt;br&gt;
Hope everyone is having a great day! &lt;br&gt;
And a great weekend overall. &lt;br&gt; 
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I&#39;ve been inspired to be a tourist in my home city. &lt;br&gt;
My home city is that of sunny Miami, Florida. &lt;br&gt;
Now it isn&#39;t the beachy, ocean drive kind that everyone knows it to be. &lt;br&gt;
This is the suburb-close to the Everglades-kind of Miami. &lt;br&gt;
I might like it better than the inner city. &lt;br&gt;
But either way I don&#39;t get out often to explore this place. &lt;br&gt;
And that is sad. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
You see, I&#39;ve been inspired by a lady named Michelle. &lt;br&gt;
Michelle of &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.mishlovinlife.com&quot;&gt;mishlovinlife&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br&gt;
She and her beau are travelling the world. &lt;br&gt;
How exciting is that? &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
And instead of moping around here wishing I can do such a thing. &lt;br&gt;
I figured, why not start here? &lt;br&gt;
Explore the place I grew up in. &lt;br&gt;
Maybe then I will appreciate this place a little more. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
So thank you Michelle for inspiring me to do this. &lt;br&gt;
Even though you may not know it. &lt;br&gt;
Miami here I come! &lt;br&gt;
Oh wait I&#39;m already here. &lt;br&gt;
Well you know what I mean. &lt;br&gt;
Bon voyage! &lt;br&gt;
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Embrace it. &lt;br&gt;
Sometimes change doesn&#39;t come wrapped up in a nice box, &lt;br&gt;
with a pretty bow on top. &lt;br&gt;
When things don&#39;t turn out the way as we planned, &lt;br&gt;
we accept them and live on. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
That is my one cent today. &lt;br&gt;
Love. Laugh. Live. &lt;br&gt;
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Rain is beautiful. &lt;br&gt;
The skies are grey and the clouds heavy. &lt;br&gt;
The splatter of cold drops of water hitting your face. &lt;br&gt; 
There is something freeing about the moment. &lt;br&gt;
Running through the downpour. &lt;br&gt;
Young, wild, and free. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img src=&quot;http://i1048.photobucket.com/albums/s364/chezcristinamarie/27_zpseaf74195.jpg&quot; width=&quot;600&quot; length=&quot;400&quot;&gt;
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&lt;br&gt;
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You are not your mind. &lt;br&gt; 
You are not your thoughts. &lt;br&gt;
You are not your body. &lt;br&gt;
You are not your profession. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
The real you never changes. &lt;br&gt;
You are a divine being. &lt;br&gt;
Having human experiences. &lt;br&gt; 
&lt;br&gt;
Enjoy those experiences. &lt;br&gt;
Learn from them. &lt;br&gt;
Grow from them. &lt;br&gt; 
&lt;br&gt;
The passionate words of my yoga instructor. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
It is also the first day of a new month. &lt;br&gt;
A new month to start out fresh. &lt;br&gt;
A new month to wipe the slate clean. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
It is October. &lt;br&gt;
Three full months left till a new year. &lt;br&gt;
Three full months to accomplish your goals. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Are you ready for it?&lt;br&gt;
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“Even at the end of the road,&lt;br&gt;
read the first sentence, there is a road. &lt;br&gt; 
Even at the end of the road, a new road stretches out, &lt;br&gt; 
endless and open, a road that may lead anywhere. &lt;br&gt;
To him who will find it, there is always a road.” &lt;br&gt;
-D.J. MacHale &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img src=&quot;http://i1048.photobucket.com/albums/s364/chezcristinamarie/26_zps8f93639c.jpg&quot; width=&quot;600&quot; length=&quot;400&quot;&gt;
This photo was taken by my cousin Kenneth Pietrobono. &lt;br&gt;
You can see his work &lt;a href=&quot;http://kennethpietrobono.com/home.html&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;here&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
A picture can mean many things to the eyes of the beholder. &lt;br&gt;
It can be left to interpretation. &lt;br&gt;
Meaning one thing to you. &lt;br&gt;
And different to another. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
A road is long and can stretch for many miles. &lt;br&gt;
It&#39;s a journey. &lt;br&gt;
We sometimes can get discouraged from that journey. &lt;br&gt;
To long. &lt;br&gt;
To stressful. &lt;br&gt;
Treacherous. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
We have fear of the unknown. &lt;br&gt;
At least I do. &lt;br&gt;
But we should embrace that fear. &lt;br&gt; 
It will be what keeps us striving forward. &lt;br&gt;
Fear will not determine the way I live. &lt;br&gt;
I will make my own destiny. &lt;br&gt; 
&lt;br&gt;
Whichever road I am on now, &lt;br&gt;
I have faith that it will lead me the right way. &lt;br&gt;  
&lt;/span&gt;


</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chezcristinamarie.blogspot.com/feeds/5105936938797062462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chezcristinamarie.blogspot.com/2012/09/a-road.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757141733982080864/posts/default/5105936938797062462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757141733982080864/posts/default/5105936938797062462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezcristinamarie.blogspot.com/2012/09/a-road.html' title='a road'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947914759707636363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6757141733982080864.post-4071421544420953506</id><published>2012-09-29T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-09-30T07:55:12.102-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="inspirations"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="shay"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="shaycarl"/><title type='text'>shay</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;&quot;&gt;
I love what this little blog of mine has gifted me so far. &lt;br&gt;
It has given me a place to write down my own thoughts. &lt;br&gt;
A collection of inspirational and motivational words. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
It&#39;s easy for us to not take our own advice. &lt;br&gt;
To settle for who we are now and not make changes. &lt;br&gt;
Changes of course that will better us. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I settle in my relationships with people. &lt;br&gt;
I don&#39;t make that effort to talk to others. &lt;br&gt;
To get to know new friends and reconnect with old ones. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I settle in my career. &lt;br&gt;
I don&#39;t go out looking for other jobs that will give me better opportunities. &lt;br&gt;
A job that will provide me the finances that will allow me to grow. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I settle in life. &lt;br&gt;
I don&#39;t let myself become the best person I know I can be. &lt;br&gt; 
A person who I would be proud to become. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Today I came across &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cq86NZV6320&amp;feature=g-subs-u&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;this&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; video by ShayCarl. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
It is with this video that I got my daily dose of inspiration and motivation. &lt;br&gt; 
What I had gained from this was so simple and &lt;i&gt;cliche&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br&gt;
Yet, it impacted me in unimaginable ways . &lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dreams are possible&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br&gt;
Cliches are the secret Shay says. &lt;br&gt;
There is always a ring of truth to them. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Not to say what Shay has said in verbatim but, &lt;br&gt;
If you work hard enough and long enough you &lt;b&gt;can&lt;/b&gt; accomplish your dreams. &lt;br&gt; 
You might need that someone to push you to the other side but you can do it. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Whatever it may be that you are wanting to improve:&lt;br&gt;
Point it out, work on it, and even if you fail and misstep get back on the horse. &lt;br&gt;
That patience and determination is you doing it. &lt;br&gt;
You reaching your goals. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Inspiration works in wondrous ways. &lt;br&gt; 
It is like watching one person perform an act of kindness. &lt;br&gt;
And you do the same to another. &lt;br&gt;
And then this chain of kindness moves from one being to another. &lt;br&gt;
In domino effect. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Dave Ramsey inspired Shay. &lt;br&gt;
Shay has inspired me. &lt;br&gt;
And I hope I inspired you. &lt;br&gt; 
&lt;/span&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chezcristinamarie.blogspot.com/feeds/4071421544420953506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chezcristinamarie.blogspot.com/2012/09/shay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757141733982080864/posts/default/4071421544420953506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757141733982080864/posts/default/4071421544420953506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezcristinamarie.blogspot.com/2012/09/shay.html' title='shay'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947914759707636363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6757141733982080864.post-8063750682405051104</id><published>2012-09-28T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-09-30T07:56:48.436-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="inspirations"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="patrick"/><title type='text'>patrick </title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;&quot;&gt;It&#39;s funny to see how the world works sometimes. &lt;br&gt;
You can go a whole day and think nothing significant happened. &lt;br&gt;
A whole day of experiencing no inspiration. &lt;br&gt;
No motivation to keep you going. &lt;br&gt;
Whether it be from a person or thing. &lt;br&gt;
But you would be surprised what you can learn if you open your eyes. &lt;br&gt;
It&#39;s usually the small, miniscule things in our day to day lives that we overlook. &lt;br&gt; 
It is those things that we can learn the most from. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I met Patrick today. &lt;br&gt;
It is the second time I&#39;ve seen him but, &lt;br&gt;
the first time I get to know him as Patrick. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I stood in line at the grocery store packing my items back into my shopping cart. &lt;br&gt;
&quot;You&#39;ll need another basket to put your things in!&quot; A voice behind me says jokingly. &lt;br&gt; 
I laugh at this man&#39;s remark and agree. &lt;br&gt;
I had a ton of things to bring back from this shopping trip. &lt;br&gt;
He looked familiar when I saw his face but don&#39;t question it as he leaves. &lt;br&gt;
I pay for my items and thank the girl at the register as I wish her a nice day. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Once I turned the corner outside the store and walk to my car, I see the man again. &lt;br&gt;
He is sitting on a bench outside and we smile at one another as he says, &lt;br&gt;
&quot;A lot of groceries you got there. Big family I bet.&quot; &lt;br&gt;
&quot;It&#39;s five of us.&quot; I reply. &lt;br&gt;
My mother, father, two brothers, and myself. This didn&#39;t include our four dogs! &lt;br&gt;
&quot;Wow! You&#39;re very responsible to buy the groceries for your family.&quot; &lt;br&gt;
I thank him for his comment and we begin to have small talk. &lt;br&gt;
He was on break from his job across the street. &lt;br&gt;
We talk about school, and his daughter, about work and life. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I didn&#39;t once find it awkward. &lt;br&gt;
Seeing as I am very awkward with people in general. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt; 
He talked  to me about kindness. &lt;br&gt;
How people nowadays were always so angry. &lt;br&gt;
Their faces scrunched with furrowed eyebrows displaying anger to the world. &lt;br&gt;
He described my appearance as bright. &lt;br&gt;
I held myself with pose, respect, and openness. &lt;br&gt;
I was delighted to hear that. &lt;br&gt;
I made a conscious effort to show these qualities and show kindness to others. &lt;br&gt;
He told me to keep on going to school. &lt;br&gt;
That there were bigger and better things in my future. &lt;br&gt;
That college was not my last stop. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
He probably didn&#39;t know it, &lt;br&gt;
but he was instilling within me &lt;b&gt;hope&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;br&gt;
He was giving me power. &lt;br&gt;
Some hope. &lt;br&gt;
Some motivation. &lt;br&gt;
And definitely inspiration. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
As he helped me put my groceries in my car and bid me farewell, &lt;br&gt;
I couldn&#39;t help feel calmness and peace. &lt;br&gt;
I told him I&#39;ll see him around and we parted. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
He told me his name is Patrick. &lt;br&gt;
I told him mine is Cristina. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Now, I don&#39;t know what he might have taken away from our conversation. &lt;br&gt;
But I am glad he crossed my path. &lt;br&gt;
Maybe it was some kind of higher power who put him there. &lt;br&gt;
To show me that it was no coincidence. &lt;br&gt;
To tell me that if I open my heart to others I will gain a lot more in life. &lt;br&gt;
To tell me I&#39;ll be okay. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
This is to Patrick. &lt;br&gt;
The man who inspired me today. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chezcristinamarie.blogspot.com/feeds/8063750682405051104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chezcristinamarie.blogspot.com/2012/09/patrick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757141733982080864/posts/default/8063750682405051104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757141733982080864/posts/default/8063750682405051104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezcristinamarie.blogspot.com/2012/09/patrick.html' title='patrick '/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947914759707636363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6757141733982080864.post-8021958248567627192</id><published>2012-09-27T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-09-30T07:56:12.384-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bailey"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="inspirations"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life"/><title type='text'>bailey</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;&quot;&gt;
This is Bailey. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;img src=&quot;http://i1048.photobucket.com/albums/s364/chezcristinamarie/16_zps9a376a9e.jpg&quot; width=&quot;600&quot; height=&quot;400&quot;/&gt;
&lt;img src=&quot;http://i1048.photobucket.com/albums/s364/chezcristinamarie/15_zps9fa8102e.jpg&quot; width=&quot;600&quot; height=&quot;400&quot;/&gt;
&lt;img src=&quot;http://i1048.photobucket.com/albums/s364/chezcristinamarie/17_zps585dc790.jpg&quot; width=&quot;600&quot; height=&quot;400&quot;/&gt;
Friendly. &lt;br&gt;
Confident. &lt;br&gt;
Intelligent. &lt;br&gt;
Loving. &lt;br&gt;
Loyal. &lt;br&gt;
Curious. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Free spirited&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;img src=&quot;http://i1048.photobucket.com/albums/s364/chezcristinamarie/18_zps5720e831.jpg&quot; width=&quot;600&quot; height=&quot;400&quot;/&gt;
&lt;img src=&quot;http://i1048.photobucket.com/albums/s364/chezcristinamarie/19_zps24b2ba34.jpg&quot; width=&quot;600&quot; height=&quot;400&quot;/&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
He also lives a very simple life. &lt;br&gt;
He sleeps. &lt;br&gt;
He eats. &lt;br&gt;
He drinks plenty of water. &lt;br&gt;
He goes to the bathroom. &lt;br&gt;
He runs and plays. &lt;br&gt;
He gives love.  &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
He can&#39;t talk but I know all he asks of me is to love him. &lt;br&gt;
And play tug-a-war. He loves that. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
It&#39;s funny how much this little guy has taught me about life. &lt;br&gt;
As human, we can be materialistic. &lt;br&gt;
We worry about time to much. &lt;br&gt;
We never live in the moment. &lt;br&gt;
We hold grudges. &lt;br&gt; 
We cause war. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I am grateful for him being here to teach me to open my eyes. &lt;br&gt;
And to open my heart. &lt;br&gt;
Even though he may not know it he has changed me for the better. &lt;br&gt;
There is no way to repay him. &lt;br&gt;
But milk bones, bacon, and plenty of love sounds good right about now. &lt;br&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;

</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chezcristinamarie.blogspot.com/feeds/8021958248567627192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chezcristinamarie.blogspot.com/2012/09/bailey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757141733982080864/posts/default/8021958248567627192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757141733982080864/posts/default/8021958248567627192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezcristinamarie.blogspot.com/2012/09/bailey.html' title='bailey'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947914759707636363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6757141733982080864.post-7765320401182177640</id><published>2012-09-26T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-09-26T08:30:11.102-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="inspirations"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life"/><title type='text'>c&#39;est une belle vie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;&quot;&gt;I wear my emotions on my sleeves. &lt;br&gt;
Visible for the world to see. &lt;br&gt;
Tempers might flare and I see red. &lt;br&gt;
My heart might drop and I see the world blurry from wet eyes. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I also like to plan and think about the future a lot. &lt;br&gt;
Never do I really just live in the moment. &lt;br&gt;
It is always where I want to be in 5 years. &lt;br&gt;
Lists and plans but never doing. &lt;br&gt;
I dream big and never think realistically. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt; 
I sometimes think about me, myself, and I only. &lt;br&gt;
When I should think about others more often too. &lt;br&gt; 
The people who have been there from the beginning. &lt;br&gt;
The ones who love me unconditionally. &lt;br&gt;
Those who ground me and bring me back to reality. &lt;br&gt;
I should think about them more. &lt;br&gt; 
I should show them that I appreciate them and love them. &lt;br&gt; 
Because I do and it&#39;s hard for me to show them that I do. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
What if it&#39;s too late? No, I can&#39;t let it get to that. &lt;br&gt;
I will get the ball moving. &lt;br&gt;
I will take action and stop planning. &lt;br&gt;
I will live in the moment. &lt;br&gt;
Happy and peaceful and loving. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
C&#39;est une belle vie. &lt;br&gt;
It is a beautiful life. &lt;br&gt;
And I should enjoy it now. &lt;br&gt;
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You are judged by the clothes you wear. &lt;br&gt;
And the way you speak. &lt;br&gt;
Sometimes I wish I wasn&#39;t so awkward. &lt;br&gt;
I stutter and I can never keep eye contact. &lt;br&gt;
Sometimes I can turn into a puddle of sweat. &lt;br&gt;
So nervous that my body heats up. &lt;br&gt;
Ughhh. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Today I have a job interview. &lt;br&gt;
Wish me luck? &lt;br&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chezcristinamarie.blogspot.com/feeds/132315267981639768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chezcristinamarie.blogspot.com/2012/09/first-impressions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757141733982080864/posts/default/132315267981639768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757141733982080864/posts/default/132315267981639768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezcristinamarie.blogspot.com/2012/09/first-impressions.html' title='first impressions'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947914759707636363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6757141733982080864.post-3716191137473989714</id><published>2012-09-24T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-09-24T22:18:29.305-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="body"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="gratitude"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="health"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mind"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="spirit"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="yoga"/><title type='text'>body, mind, and spirit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;&quot;&gt;It is exactly midnight when I started writing this post. &lt;br&gt;
I didn&#39;t mean to get something written down and posted so late. &lt;br&gt;
I conjured up some blog post ideas in my head throughout the day but, &lt;br&gt;
nothing really seemed to inspire me to actually write them down. &lt;br&gt;
That was until I went to my yoga class later that night. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Yoga is honestly one of the best things to happen to me recently. &lt;br&gt;
Before it I was living a very unhealthy lifestyle. &lt;br&gt;
I was eating constantly and never exercised. &lt;br&gt;
I started to feel sluggish and unmotivated to do anything at all. &lt;br&gt;
I, therefore, became incredibly insecure with myself. &lt;br&gt;
It started to interfere with everything. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
When I discovered yoga, I learned to discipline my body and most importantly my mind. &lt;br&gt; 
I concentrated hard on each breath I took and the poses I did. &lt;br&gt;
There really was no time to dwell on other things that might have caused me stress. &lt;br&gt; 
With each breath exhaled, all things negative-insecurity, doubt-was forgotten. &lt;br&gt;
With each breath inhaled, all things positive-love, faith-was brought to your heart. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
With each week of class my instructor would focus on one goal. &lt;br&gt;
This week: &lt;b&gt;gratitude&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
With this in mind, I ask you: &lt;br&gt;
What are you grateful for? &lt;br&gt;
Who are you grateful to have? &lt;br&gt;
Do you wish to send someone any positive energy there way? &lt;br&gt;
You can even send some positive energy your way too. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
As you think about this, I hope you too are released of your stress. &lt;br&gt;
Free from whatever or whomever that might have caused negativity to slip into your life. &lt;br&gt;
And left with only your loving, compassionate heart beating peacefully. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Good night and sweet dreams &lt;3 &lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chezcristinamarie.blogspot.com/feeds/3716191137473989714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chezcristinamarie.blogspot.com/2012/09/body-mind-and-spirit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757141733982080864/posts/default/3716191137473989714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757141733982080864/posts/default/3716191137473989714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chezcristinamarie.blogspot.com/2012/09/body-mind-and-spirit.html' title='body, mind, and spirit'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947914759707636363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6757141733982080864.post-3289244473286866492</id><published>2012-09-22T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-09-22T20:20:00.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new season, new beginnings </title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot; ;font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:xx-small;&quot;&gt;
Happy first day of fall! &lt;3
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