<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805</id><updated>2012-02-17T20:41:16.867-08:00</updated><category term='comfort'/><category term='barn'/><category term='asparagus'/><category term='grace'/><category term='wedding'/><category term='light'/><category term='chairs'/><category term='garden'/><category term='champagne'/><category term='lemons'/><category term='nature'/><category term='art'/><category term='camellias'/><category term='boat'/><category term='white'/><category term='relax'/><category term='sparklers'/><category term='flip flops'/><category term='home'/><category term='bride'/><category term='maiden'/><category term='mercies'/><category term='sandy beach'/><category term='flag'/><category term='s&apos;mores'/><category term='bird'/><category term='family'/><category term='barbeque'/><category term='fence rail'/><category term='door'/><category term='baseball'/><category term='purple iris'/><category term='grandson'/><category term='ice cream'/><category term='sunset'/><category term='peace'/><category term='fog'/><category term='God'/><category term='steak'/><category term='4th of july'/><category term='bench'/><category term='high school sweetheart'/><category term='morning sun'/><category term='camping'/><category term='shine'/><category term='scripture'/><category term='brick'/><category term='He has risen'/><category term='blue jay'/><category term='sunrise'/><category term='creative'/><category term='dishes'/><category term='metal'/><category term='anniversary'/><category term='flowers'/><category term='Easter'/><category term='love'/><category term='red wine'/><category term='cleaning'/><category term='collage'/><category term='ocean'/><category term='travel trailer'/><category term='campfire'/><category term='vintage'/><category term='wine'/><category term='shadows'/><category term='groom'/><category term='hosta'/><category term='winery'/><category term='boy'/><category term='beautiful'/><category term='candle'/><category term='windows'/><category term='children'/><category term='heat'/><category term='celebrate life'/><category term='old'/><category term='poppies'/><category term='lake'/><category term='happy'/><category term='journey'/><category term='paintings'/><category term='kitchen'/><category term='mellow'/><category term='sparkle'/><category term='friendship'/><category term='quiet'/><category term='slip &apos;n slide'/><category term='flame'/><category term='selling'/><category term='things that come in three&apos;s'/><category term='lamp'/><category term='coffee'/><category term='yellow'/><category term='mixed media'/><category term='toast'/><category term='peg rack'/><title type='text'>my awakened heart</title><subtitle type='html'>my awakened heart...god's grace, my faith and art</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>142</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-7835101564541159118</id><published>2012-02-12T08:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T09:07:02.555-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mercies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='light'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>the light</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bPLGMmAZQ-8/TzflIOJML2I/AAAAAAAABE4/Mz-azJ7OmAM/s1600/DSC04390.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" sda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bPLGMmAZQ-8/TzflIOJML2I/AAAAAAAABE4/Mz-azJ7OmAM/s320/DSC04390.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;light, beautiful light...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;without the light of the setting sun, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this is just another ugly weed in the yard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but light gives it beauty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that's what god does for us...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he sheds his love, his light, abroad in our hearts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and turns us into something beautiful.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;turns us into&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;it takes time.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we make mistakes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we make a bad decision.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we take a wrong turn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;we hurt the ones we love.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;they hurt us.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;only the love...and light...of god can heal us.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;his mercies are new every morning...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-7835101564541159118?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7835101564541159118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2012/02/light.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/7835101564541159118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/7835101564541159118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2012/02/light.html' title='the light'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bPLGMmAZQ-8/TzflIOJML2I/AAAAAAAABE4/Mz-azJ7OmAM/s72-c/DSC04390.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-447280215776990158</id><published>2011-10-22T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T09:17:17.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>listening</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rj7X7Y6W9RQ/TqLmC-aFnzI/AAAAAAAABEs/gChSO-fS6SM/s1600/DSC03508.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rj7X7Y6W9RQ/TqLmC-aFnzI/AAAAAAAABEs/gChSO-fS6SM/s320/DSC03508.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this morning i made my coffee, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sat down on the couch &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and started reading through the psalms. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i was &lt;strike&gt;thinking&lt;/strike&gt; grieving about some relationship issues...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;feeling frustration, sadness, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and a &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;realization &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that i give up my power &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;in those relationships.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i was pouring my heart&amp;nbsp;out to god and he gently whispered:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;figure out what you want...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;and learn how to ask for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;it was like a light bulb went on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;an "ah-hah" moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this scripture came to mind, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;which i've read. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and forget about.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;for god did not give us a spirit of timidity, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;but a spirit of power, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;of love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;and of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;self-discipline...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;2 timothy 1:7&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;suddenly, it was like all the emotional toxins flowed out of me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and i was filled with power.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;god's power &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;and my power.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;to be me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;and to ask for what i need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;feeling such freedom right now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to god be the glory...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;enjoy your weekend!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;xo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-447280215776990158?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/447280215776990158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2011/10/listening.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/447280215776990158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/447280215776990158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2011/10/listening.html' title='listening'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rj7X7Y6W9RQ/TqLmC-aFnzI/AAAAAAAABEs/gChSO-fS6SM/s72-c/DSC03508.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-6837834159314226986</id><published>2011-10-12T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T14:14:23.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tie it on your heart strings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ij2XIGrIcOk/TpYCSBubocI/AAAAAAAABEk/xDfOB4kXJdw/s1600/DSC04723.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ij2XIGrIcOk/TpYCSBubocI/AAAAAAAABEk/xDfOB4kXJdw/s320/DSC04723.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because sometimes... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we just need &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a little reminder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-6837834159314226986?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6837834159314226986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2011/10/tie-it-on-your-heart-strings.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/6837834159314226986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/6837834159314226986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2011/10/tie-it-on-your-heart-strings.html' title='tie it on your heart strings'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ij2XIGrIcOk/TpYCSBubocI/AAAAAAAABEk/xDfOB4kXJdw/s72-c/DSC04723.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-7293567200712653964</id><published>2011-09-30T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T14:35:49.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'>back in the saddle again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dtBnO9OiW4c/ToYusm8Or1I/AAAAAAAABEM/BUNnOw1TEDw/s1600/DSC04666.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dtBnO9OiW4c/ToYusm8Or1I/AAAAAAAABEM/BUNnOw1TEDw/s320/DSC04666.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/soulblessings"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;in my shop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i do believe this is the longest i have gone without posting.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;since i retired i have gotten out of a routine, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;spent very little time on the computer, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and made very little art.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i have been occupied with other important things...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lunches with girlfriends, reading, lounging, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;time with the grandkids,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;organizing closets(well, kind of),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;just about whatever i want to do, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i have been doing it!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but i am really feeling like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i need to get some kind of routine going.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i haven't worked for three months now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i feel like i'm ready to settle down a bit...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i plan on visiting you once i get done with my post,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and re-connect with all of you, i have missed you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yes, i have...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;******&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh, i have to tell you!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;one of the most exciting things i did&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***this summer***&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is get my ride in a black hawk helicopter!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my husband has been promising me for years&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(he is a black hawk mechanic/tech. inspector)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that i would get a ride, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and it finally happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;had the best seat in the house, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;right behind the pilot, facing the window.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;which i kept open the whole time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it was a beautiful day, clear for miles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the pilot flew us over to san francisco,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;about a 90 minute ride there and back&amp;nbsp;.&amp;nbsp; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8OuDPBMZ10A/ToYyGAVSS2I/AAAAAAAABEY/xfzGQVsYP0I/s320/DSC04616.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--gjApvL2yDw/ToYyVemaGgI/AAAAAAAABEc/kPkCKTlJRrU/s1600/DSC04617.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--gjApvL2yDw/ToYyVemaGgI/AAAAAAAABEc/kPkCKTlJRrU/s320/DSC04617.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CtewltX8hiA/ToYykctlt_I/AAAAAAAABEg/nFe7_-3RS4E/s1600/DSC04638.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CtewltX8hiA/ToYykctlt_I/AAAAAAAABEg/nFe7_-3RS4E/s320/DSC04638.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what a rush!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;thrill of a lifetime for me!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;happy friday to all of you, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;have an awesome weekend!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-7293567200712653964?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7293567200712653964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2011/09/back-in-saddle-again.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/7293567200712653964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/7293567200712653964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2011/09/back-in-saddle-again.html' title='back in the saddle again'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dtBnO9OiW4c/ToYusm8Or1I/AAAAAAAABEM/BUNnOw1TEDw/s72-c/DSC04666.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-7946366124295469281</id><published>2011-07-27T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T20:29:24.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wide open heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my son wrote some beautiful words on &lt;a href="http://justinfalls.com/?p=1222"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;his blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and i made art to go with it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we had never thought of collaborating, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it just happened.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vSG7TDtZ774/TjDOAUXeC1I/AAAAAAAABEE/lK5opvFv-uM/s1600/DSC04468.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vSG7TDtZ774/TjDOAUXeC1I/AAAAAAAABEE/lK5opvFv-uM/s320/DSC04468.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;his words and my art come from a place of vulnerability.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;sometimes it's easier just to shut down,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;not be vulnerable.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;not show the cracks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;not show the pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;god's love transcends all of that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;keep your heart wide open to love &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;as god loves &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;through&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; you, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;even when you are just. not. feelin' it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-7946366124295469281?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7946366124295469281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2011/07/wide-open-heart.html#comment-form' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/7946366124295469281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/7946366124295469281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2011/07/wide-open-heart.html' title='wide open heart'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vSG7TDtZ774/TjDOAUXeC1I/AAAAAAAABEE/lK5opvFv-uM/s72-c/DSC04468.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-7551270793300310678</id><published>2011-07-19T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T10:31:21.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the good life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_GuWZRakTWs/TiWvY-EgKoI/AAAAAAAABD0/oBXKBZXChmE/s1600/DSC04459.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_GuWZRakTWs/TiWvY-EgKoI/AAAAAAAABD0/oBXKBZXChmE/s320/DSC04459.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0XX9LnORfzY/TiWvxXgiSmI/AAAAAAAABD4/nTSVDOWhmEE/s1600/DSC04455.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0XX9LnORfzY/TiWvxXgiSmI/AAAAAAAABD4/nTSVDOWhmEE/s320/DSC04455.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;*in my &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/soulblessings"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;etsy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; shop*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yay!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's finally re-opened...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-anSDSUW_UOc/TiWwOqeJ0CI/AAAAAAAABD8/VMcC_viFick/s1600/DSC04456.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-anSDSUW_UOc/TiWwOqeJ0CI/AAAAAAAABD8/VMcC_viFick/s320/DSC04456.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-__Wpned0JXI/TiWzMsAq_hI/AAAAAAAABEA/LSDopB3Zbxs/s1600/DSC04457.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-__Wpned0JXI/TiWzMsAq_hI/AAAAAAAABEA/LSDopB3Zbxs/s320/DSC04457.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hello friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my last day of work was june 30th,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and i have been going non-stop since.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i have missed my blogging family!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this week begins a slow down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a sense of getting my routine at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i have to say, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;not going to work is total bliss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;straight up total bliss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my etsy shop has been closed since may, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i re-opened it sunday.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i have just&amp;nbsp;4 pieces in there, but it's a start.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;i am working on several things, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to include doing some encaustic work.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am just getting started on that, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's total experimentation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;if anyone out there has any input, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;let me know.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is all new to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and it will be trial &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;error.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i am sure there will be lots of that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ya know, the error part...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so far, my days have been filled with making art, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;spending time with family and friends, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;gardening, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;having our grandsons over, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;making raspberry sauce&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i went to lunch with&amp;nbsp;my BFF and her mom&amp;nbsp;on july 1, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my first day of &lt;strike&gt;freedom&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;retirement.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we had champagne spritzers &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;with the most delicious raspberry sauce &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;drizzled in the glass..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;along with fresh berries &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and thin slices of kiwi, orange and lemon...&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i had to make some myself, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and have been using it in my iced tea, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;over vanilla ice cream...it's so yummy.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and yes, i made a few spritzers at home as well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;other than that, i'm just coastin',&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and loving every minute of it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-7551270793300310678?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7551270793300310678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2011/07/good-life.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/7551270793300310678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/7551270793300310678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2011/07/good-life.html' title='the good life'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_GuWZRakTWs/TiWvY-EgKoI/AAAAAAAABD0/oBXKBZXChmE/s72-c/DSC04459.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-3842111535854788319</id><published>2011-06-27T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T11:46:19.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>signs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PAk0xFNRZgo/TgjDmkt6UpI/AAAAAAAABDo/np21T9dI2Yw/s1600/house+035.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PAk0xFNRZgo/TgjDmkt6UpI/AAAAAAAABDo/np21T9dI2Yw/s320/house+035.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;first star i see tonight,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wish i may, wish i might&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;have the wish i wish tonight...﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;big week for me...4 more days of work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so, i'm on my way to work this morning, feeling on top of the world.&amp;nbsp; just kind of giddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm cruising down the road, just taking in the beauty that surrounds me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i look to my left, and parked on the side of the road is a truck.&amp;nbsp; and it's parked with the front end in the wrong direction.&amp;nbsp; on the rear window are these words:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"don't put your dreams on hold"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;really.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just like that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;larger than life.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i just happened to look over and see it.&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;god moment...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-3842111535854788319?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3842111535854788319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2011/06/signs.html#comment-form' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/3842111535854788319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/3842111535854788319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2011/06/signs.html' title='signs'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PAk0xFNRZgo/TgjDmkt6UpI/AAAAAAAABDo/np21T9dI2Yw/s72-c/house+035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-6660905199926342286</id><published>2011-06-22T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T14:32:28.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the babies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jIGfZBlJfyA/TgJTcke7sPI/AAAAAAAABDg/s3PbXhVCeFI/s1600/babybirds+029.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jIGfZBlJfyA/TgJTcke7sPI/AAAAAAAABDg/s3PbXhVCeFI/s320/babybirds+029.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Aob6aOofAkE/TgJTfbzIf5I/AAAAAAAABDk/HZ0H3WeBEIk/s1600/babybirds+030.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Aob6aOofAkE/TgJTfbzIf5I/AAAAAAAABDk/HZ0H3WeBEIk/s320/babybirds+030.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;here they are...the babies.&amp;nbsp; two little stellar's jay babies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(click on the photos and you can get a closer look.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;they hatched&amp;nbsp;about 10 days&amp;nbsp;ago.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;this morning as i went out to start the truck, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i noticed mama bird was out of the nest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i grabbed my camera, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;zoomed in and took a few pictures of them.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;shelby and i have so enjoyed watching this&amp;nbsp;process,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;from nest building until now, it is so amazing... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and something i've never witnessed before, can you imagine?!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;i hope i am at home and i can see when they leave the nest, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;but the likelihood of that would be miraculous, wouldn't it?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;i have gotten rather attached to them and their mama...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i will miss them when they fly away...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-6660905199926342286?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6660905199926342286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2011/06/babies.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/6660905199926342286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/6660905199926342286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2011/06/babies.html' title='the babies'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jIGfZBlJfyA/TgJTcke7sPI/AAAAAAAABDg/s3PbXhVCeFI/s72-c/babybirds+029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-7378171056780898313</id><published>2011-06-15T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T14:32:02.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>movin' on</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VYr3IrDjNQU/TfjPHMHGj3I/AAAAAAAABDU/Uvafei0v95k/s1600/books+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VYr3IrDjNQU/TfjPHMHGj3I/AAAAAAAABDU/Uvafei0v95k/s320/books+005.jpg" t8="true" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;woo hoo, escrow closed yesterday at 2pm!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;with the sell of our home and the move into another behind us, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i can get on with the pressing matters at hand...art, art, and more art.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;man, have i missed making art, having my art space to go to.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the house is &lt;strike&gt;organized&lt;/strike&gt; liveable&amp;nbsp;so i will be setting up my art room this weekend.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;saved the best for last.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm crazy excited about diving into these books i purchased.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;who of you out there have read any of these?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;i can tell you that i&amp;nbsp;adore &lt;a href="http://sarahearn.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;sarah ahearn's art&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;have taken a good peek in her book, and i am loving what i see...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;only 8 more working days left for me, my friends.&amp;nbsp; hard to believe.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am feeling so grateful for this opportunity to really take my art to another level.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;experiment with different media, learn more about growing my art business, lots of things.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;just to have the time to do it makes me giddy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with summer upon us, which just happens to be my &lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;favorite&lt;/span&gt; season of the year, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;share with me what your plans are...your favorite things to do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-7378171056780898313?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7378171056780898313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2011/06/movin-on.html#comment-form' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/7378171056780898313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/7378171056780898313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2011/06/movin-on.html' title='movin&apos; on'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VYr3IrDjNQU/TfjPHMHGj3I/AAAAAAAABDU/Uvafei0v95k/s72-c/books+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-4854373113638026900</id><published>2011-06-07T12:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T12:57:38.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>releasing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-odUbo24kxLw/Te5yw5f_ZJI/AAAAAAAABDI/Aaw8isE18ho/s320/rental+005.jpg" t8="true" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l6BHKbivjEI/Te5ytSEGdUI/AAAAAAAABDE/zl9tXi0lPHk/s1600/rental+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l6BHKbivjEI/Te5ytSEGdUI/AAAAAAAABDE/zl9tXi0lPHk/s320/rental+001.jpg" t8="true" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;see the&amp;nbsp;mama bird sitting on her eggs?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;this nest is at our new home.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;this&amp;nbsp;represents so much for me right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;new life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;nurture. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; we just left our home of 15 years.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;the longest i have lived at any home in my entire life.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i knew that leaving would be difficult.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i've had times when i grieved.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;but i have looked at the big picture and know &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;that leaving&amp;nbsp;is necessary &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;to go where god is leading.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i was not prepared for how i would feel when our move was over with this past weekend.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;i came to work yesterday, got half way through my day, and was on the verge of a major meltdown.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;it took all i could muster to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; break down in tears at my desk.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;as i left work at the end of my day, i drove over to the house.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;i drove in the driveway and began to cry.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;when i entered the house, cries turned to sobs.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i walked through each room, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and thought about all that had taken place there in the last 15 years.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;it was like i had to release my home...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;to let it go...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;before i can get on with the journey.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;today i feel god's presence so strongly.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i feel wrapped in his love and tenderness, nurture and care...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;ready for this&amp;nbsp;new life, new beginnings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-4854373113638026900?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4854373113638026900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2011/06/releasing.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/4854373113638026900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/4854373113638026900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2011/06/releasing.html' title='releasing'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-odUbo24kxLw/Te5yw5f_ZJI/AAAAAAAABDI/Aaw8isE18ho/s72-c/rental+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-4080440093841290781</id><published>2011-05-27T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T09:34:09.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>surrender</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q2tAk9NVnkQ/Td_OiTJsVyI/AAAAAAAABDA/tx2ol6JhemQ/s1600/road_119.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q2tAk9NVnkQ/Td_OiTJsVyI/AAAAAAAABDA/tx2ol6JhemQ/s320/road_119.jpg" t8="true" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(photo by lynnette falls)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;today i am really feeling the journey.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;the journey of surrender.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;as i see the hand of god in my life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;leading the way, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;i am in awe.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;in order for him to lead, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;i have had to release...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;to let go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;to be still and wait.﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;at times it isn't easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;no, not at all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;but he knows me so well &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;and even in my impatience,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;he&lt;/em&gt; waits for &lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;gently whispering &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"this is the way, walk here..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;you see, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;what he wants is a willing heart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;and then he can begin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;to pour out the blessings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;what a loving god we have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;my heart is full...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;enjoy your weekend, my friends...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-4080440093841290781?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4080440093841290781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2011/05/surrender.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/4080440093841290781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/4080440093841290781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2011/05/surrender.html' title='surrender'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q2tAk9NVnkQ/Td_OiTJsVyI/AAAAAAAABDA/tx2ol6JhemQ/s72-c/road_119.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-858669857847554701</id><published>2011-05-19T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T06:51:46.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>simple truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w1A36Dx3tFE/TdUaF-sTfwI/AAAAAAAABC8/XMhgp00o_x0/s1600/scan0001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w1A36Dx3tFE/TdUaF-sTfwI/AAAAAAAABC8/XMhgp00o_x0/s320/scan0001.jpg" width="224" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;be still.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;wait patiently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;give him time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;he knows best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;answers &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;will&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; come...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-size: x-small;"&gt;linking with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://canvaschild.blogspot.com/2011/05/imperfect-prose-on-thursdays-life-is.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-size: x-small;"&gt;emily for imperfect prose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-858669857847554701?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/858669857847554701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2011/05/simple-truth.html#comment-form' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/858669857847554701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/858669857847554701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2011/05/simple-truth.html' title='simple truth'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w1A36Dx3tFE/TdUaF-sTfwI/AAAAAAAABC8/XMhgp00o_x0/s72-c/scan0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-2734892360490416212</id><published>2011-05-17T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T14:08:17.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hello</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-32rEITxLWdM/TdEdKjBdyCI/AAAAAAAABC4/mjhR338_1Ms/s1600/DSC04041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-32rEITxLWdM/TdEdKjBdyCI/AAAAAAAABC4/mjhR338_1Ms/s320/DSC04041.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;hello friends...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;two weeks.&amp;nbsp; two weeks since my last post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i have missed being here, my life has been so very busy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;our home is in escrow.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;2nd escrow, that is.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;you see, when i last posted i said our house sold.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;that was really a poor choice of words.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;we all know a house isn't sold until close of escrow.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;what i should have said is &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;we had eight offers on our house, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and we chose one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;they backed out.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;**&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;no reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;just decided they didn't want&amp;nbsp;the house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;really?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;my guess is that our old house was too old for them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;our home is 60 years old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and it's darling.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;it's been re-sided, re-painted, re-roofed, re-decorated, re-everything-ed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;while it is a good, solid house with everything working and functioning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i think they were a bit intimidated by owning an older home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;our realtor called the 2nd best offer we had received &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and she was ecstatic the other buyer had backed out.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;what a blessing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;so we are in a 2nd escrow, scheduled to close in 30 days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;in the meantime... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;we have found a very nice rental and will be slowly but surely moving in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;it's on a lovely piece of property higher up in the foothills &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;lots of meadows, pine trees and blue sky...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i will be so happy to get moved and be settled again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i haven't made any art for weeks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i miss it terribly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;everything is packed away!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and there is no time for such indulgence anyway...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;working, packing, cleaning...ugh!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i can't complain though...only 25 more working days to go until my retirement!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;then i will have nothing but time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i can hardly wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;in other news...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;sunday our 9-year old grandson &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;is getting baptized.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;he loves jesus so much...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;he wants to&amp;nbsp;declare his faith through baptism.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;now THAT really makes my heart rejoice!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-2734892360490416212?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2734892360490416212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2011/05/hello.html#comment-form' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/2734892360490416212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/2734892360490416212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2011/05/hello.html' title='hello'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-32rEITxLWdM/TdEdKjBdyCI/AAAAAAAABC4/mjhR338_1Ms/s72-c/DSC04041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-4648557978019052682</id><published>2011-05-02T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T15:09:59.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>along for the ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it has been mr. toad's wild ride over here.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;long story short...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we put our house on the market at the end of march.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T7SinOAGc0w/Tb8nsff1uHI/AAAAAAAABC0/FAVANmh79ck/s1600/4.5+006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T7SinOAGc0w/Tb8nsff1uHI/AAAAAAAABC0/FAVANmh79ck/s320/4.5+006.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(part of our plan&amp;nbsp;for retirement to downsize, getting ready for traveling.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;it sold in 4 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh. my. gosh.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;something we thought would take months did not.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we are in escrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we are&amp;nbsp;packing.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we are looking for a rental.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;no time for&amp;nbsp;art.&amp;nbsp; (sad face)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;life is....craziness!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but full of god's blessings.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the words in my heart and on my lips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;as of late have been "jesus take the wheel"...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh, how i need him to be drivin' this bus...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's been a while since we sold a house.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;i had forgotten how &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;bleepity-bleep&lt;/strike&gt; darn stressful it is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i would appreciate your prayers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;will keep you posted...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-4648557978019052682?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4648557978019052682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2011/05/along-for-ride.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/4648557978019052682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/4648557978019052682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2011/05/along-for-ride.html' title='along for the ride'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T7SinOAGc0w/Tb8nsff1uHI/AAAAAAAABC0/FAVANmh79ck/s72-c/4.5+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-2777410959061592793</id><published>2011-04-18T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T12:42:02.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wbgSq1-Ho1Y/TaxHKjISRJI/AAAAAAAABCo/EGpkS8_ppmQ/s1600/DSC04021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wbgSq1-Ho1Y/TaxHKjISRJI/AAAAAAAABCo/EGpkS8_ppmQ/s320/DSC04021.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;you were born to be open&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;honest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;brave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;playful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;to laugh often,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;to love much,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;to be loved much in return.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;that is our core.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;that is our deepest desire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;that is god's desire for us&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;find it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;share it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;live it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-2777410959061592793?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2777410959061592793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2011/04/truth.html#comment-form' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/2777410959061592793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/2777410959061592793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2011/04/truth.html' title='truth'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wbgSq1-Ho1Y/TaxHKjISRJI/AAAAAAAABCo/EGpkS8_ppmQ/s72-c/DSC04021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-608786729435345300</id><published>2011-04-04T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T16:37:00.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hearts for you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JO5eS7Va9w/TZnJzKr7_4I/AAAAAAAABBw/XDMfPT7U6V0/s1600/DSC04004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JO5eS7Va9w/TZnJzKr7_4I/AAAAAAAABBw/XDMfPT7U6V0/s320/DSC04004.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WVUPpH0DKtk/TZnKQpKGOVI/AAAAAAAABB4/7yFLzOP4d0U/s1600/DSC04058.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WVUPpH0DKtk/TZnKQpKGOVI/AAAAAAAABB4/7yFLzOP4d0U/s320/DSC04058.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MJEKobIHXDE/TZnKZk1NYUI/AAAAAAAABB8/Y7T7dbRYfS0/s1600/DSC04056.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MJEKobIHXDE/TZnKZk1NYUI/AAAAAAAABB8/Y7T7dbRYfS0/s320/DSC04056.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PYkPxo_YSz0/TZnMAjF87NI/AAAAAAAABCU/I64Ojw6Jgqw/s1600/DSC03998.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PYkPxo_YSz0/TZnMAjF87NI/AAAAAAAABCU/I64Ojw6Jgqw/s320/DSC03998.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i can't believe that i have been home from georgia for almost a week.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;i haven't stopped since i&amp;nbsp;returned home, i have been busy.&amp;nbsp; good busy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i had a great visit with my brother and sister, the weather was perfection.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;it was sunny just about the whole time i was there, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;rain didn't start until the last day or so.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i&amp;nbsp;came home to sunshine as well, so i have had a good dose!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we did spend a day in savannah.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;of course, went to savannah's candy kitchen on the river...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;they have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;the&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; best pralines EVAH!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh yes, they do...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;changing the subject here...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;on my art journey&amp;nbsp;i have mainly&amp;nbsp;worked with&amp;nbsp;canvas and acrylics, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but i have always been so fascinated with encaustic art. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://bgmartjournal.blogspot.com/2011/03/silent-moments.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;this artist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;inspires me, i discovered her blog quite awhile ago.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;in her post...the mixed media panel to be bound as a journal cover soon???&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's mine!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i knew as soon as i saw the painting that i wanted the journal.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i emailed bridgette, made an inquiry...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and i&amp;nbsp;was able to purchase it (it wasn't even bound yet.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;i got it over the weekend and i have to tell you, it is gorgeous!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;the textures,&amp;nbsp;the colors...i can't stop rubbing my hands over it!&lt;br /&gt;and it is very nicely bound, so it lays flat...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;i'm swooning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;craziness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i&amp;nbsp;do know now&amp;nbsp;that i've had a piece of encaustic art in my hands&lt;br /&gt;that i am going to do as much research as possible &lt;br /&gt;and i am going to teach myself this&amp;nbsp;art medium.&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&amp;nbsp; it's luring me in.&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait to get started.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;i will keep you posted...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;in the meantime, check out&amp;nbsp;bridgette's &lt;a href="http://www.guerzonmills.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;website&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for some truly seductive art.&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;have a great week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-608786729435345300?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/608786729435345300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2011/04/hearts-for-you.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/608786729435345300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/608786729435345300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2011/04/hearts-for-you.html' title='hearts for you'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JO5eS7Va9w/TZnJzKr7_4I/AAAAAAAABBw/XDMfPT7U6V0/s72-c/DSC04004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-8703036606256895277</id><published>2011-03-22T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T09:29:26.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rain, rain, go away</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M-yJ0fujMXA/TYjC4lWWB3I/AAAAAAAABBo/eI1FAAEEg8o/s1600/3.22%2B004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586929615107393394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M-yJ0fujMXA/TYjC4lWWB3I/AAAAAAAABBo/eI1FAAEEg8o/s400/3.22%2B004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this past weekend i put some spring decorations around the house.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this sits on a little bench in the entryway.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so i can see it as soon as i walk in the door. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; from unrelenting rain.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;uggghhhhhh.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i have the end of winter blahs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;whether you have a foot of snow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or tons of rain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cooped up is cooped up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i think we have enough water for our reservoirs, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thank &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;very much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rz1nTl4BBZ4/TYjC4Xx-pgI/AAAAAAAABBg/k8iyxfYcxb4/s1600/3.22%2B006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586929611465205250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rz1nTl4BBZ4/TYjC4Xx-pgI/AAAAAAAABBg/k8iyxfYcxb4/s400/3.22%2B006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i planted these flowers in the pot by the front door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(we had 5 minutes of dry weather once).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they just droop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they are kind of beat up...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;rain. rain. rain. rain. cloudy. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sun.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;cloudy. rain. rain. cloudy. rain. rain.rain. rain. rain. rain. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sun. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you get the picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am missing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the sun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...having said all that....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i do have something to look forward to.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;a long weekend. visit. getaway.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i am going to visit my sweet brother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;he lives in southern georgia, in brunswick.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;our sister is joining us, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;she is coming from minnesota. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a sibling visit.  no kids. spouses. parents. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just our time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so....for a few days i can get re-energized &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;by the fabulous weather(it's 80 degrees there!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a break in routine &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and spend some really great time with my brother and my sis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it will certainly lift my spirits...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;how about you?  something coming up &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;that will lift you out of the winter blahs???&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;xo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-8703036606256895277?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8703036606256895277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2011/03/rain-rain-go-away.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/8703036606256895277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/8703036606256895277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2011/03/rain-rain-go-away.html' title='rain, rain, go away'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M-yJ0fujMXA/TYjC4lWWB3I/AAAAAAAABBo/eI1FAAEEg8o/s72-c/3.22%2B004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-728334575233244610</id><published>2011-03-17T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T11:02:45.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what is calling you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BqvQkqObA6E/TYIs8Zl_a0I/AAAAAAAABBY/WmbneayBjzk/s1600/lynns%2Bcanvas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585075904066841410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BqvQkqObA6E/TYIs8Zl_a0I/AAAAAAAABBY/WmbneayBjzk/s400/lynns%2Bcanvas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made this canvas last year for my daughter-in-law.&lt;br /&gt;she had been going through a couple of rough years&lt;br /&gt;due to different life circumstances,&lt;br /&gt;the most devastating being the loss of her mother from cancer.&lt;br /&gt;she is navigating through with such courage.&lt;br /&gt;i admire her and i am proud of her.&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;isn't that what makes us &lt;em&gt;go&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;courage?&lt;br /&gt;courage to start. to crawl. walk. leap.&lt;br /&gt;...run...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;courage to change.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;courage is defined as:&lt;br /&gt;mental or moral strength&lt;br /&gt;to persevere and withstand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;danger, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;fear &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;or &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;difficulty... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;with self-possession &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and resolution.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you live with courage?&lt;br /&gt;or do you get up every day and do what is safe?&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;are you living the life you want to live?&lt;br /&gt;i have been asking myself this question for some time.&lt;br /&gt;not that there is anything wrong with a comfort zone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...unless it stifles you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i resurrected my creative self two years ago&lt;br /&gt;it was such therapy for all the sadness in my life,&lt;br /&gt;partly due to the loss of my mom and sister.&lt;br /&gt;when i got past the profoundly therapeutic&lt;br /&gt;experience of my art,&lt;br /&gt;i moved more into a journey of self-expression and spiritual growth.&lt;br /&gt;in doing that,&lt;br /&gt;i have taken more risks than i have in years.&lt;br /&gt;making art...any kind of art is risky, people...&lt;br /&gt;you are vulnerable.&lt;br /&gt;you get out of your comfort zone.&lt;br /&gt;i can't tell you how many things i have thrown away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;only to start over again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*courage*&lt;br /&gt;making art feels so true and authentic for me.&lt;br /&gt;for who i am.&lt;br /&gt;for who i am going to be.&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;what is calling you?&lt;br /&gt;i encourage you my friend, take that leap...&lt;br /&gt;god is there... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://canvaschild.blogspot.com/"&gt;linking with emily for imperfect prose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-728334575233244610?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/728334575233244610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-is-calling-you.html#comment-form' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/728334575233244610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/728334575233244610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-is-calling-you.html' title='what is calling you?'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BqvQkqObA6E/TYIs8Zl_a0I/AAAAAAAABBY/WmbneayBjzk/s72-c/lynns%2Bcanvas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-1174239024031983483</id><published>2011-03-08T09:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T10:57:35.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>doing a happy dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zsv06kwTaZQ/TXZk23ltb6I/AAAAAAAABBQ/i6bPaVsx4LY/s1600/canvasstack%2B003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581759681970139042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zsv06kwTaZQ/TXZk23ltb6I/AAAAAAAABBQ/i6bPaVsx4LY/s400/canvasstack%2B003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;just opened up a box of art supplies that i ordered from dick blick.   i feel like a kid on christmas morning!  all this blank canvas.   just calling me...and so little time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;which leads me to this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i moved my retirement date to june 30th of this year(&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy dance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)!!!  i was going to retire in december, after the fall 2011 semester is over(work at a community college), &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but i thought why?  why do i need to wait?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and how awesome to have this summer to spend time with my grandsons &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;while they are out of school...seems like a real luxury.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i will have all the summers i want now, to do what i want when i want.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;somebody pinch me&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i discovered an artist that i want to share with you.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;her name is &lt;a href="http://www.sarahearn.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;sarah ahearn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh. my. gosh.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am in love with &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;her art&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;love.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it is.....just so full of whimsy. bright and beautiful. vintage. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;check it out &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/sarahearn"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i trust your day is going well.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the sun is shining here today&lt;/em&gt;.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so nice to see.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it seems to lighten the mood of everyone i have come in contact with this morning.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;everyone is pretty much done with winter.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not too much longer now...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i do love hearing the birds when i wake in the morning.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;such a a sweet sound...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-1174239024031983483?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1174239024031983483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2011/03/doing-happy-dance.html#comment-form' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/1174239024031983483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/1174239024031983483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2011/03/doing-happy-dance.html' title='doing a happy dance'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zsv06kwTaZQ/TXZk23ltb6I/AAAAAAAABBQ/i6bPaVsx4LY/s72-c/canvasstack%2B003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-7981643619153677304</id><published>2011-03-06T09:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T11:43:16.907-08:00</updated><title type='text'>limiting god</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-foCsA30nEVk/TXPD_rUT1aI/AAAAAAAABBI/Mf3qm0DdSQ0/s1600/DSC03935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581019861969261986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-foCsA30nEVk/TXPD_rUT1aI/AAAAAAAABBI/Mf3qm0DdSQ0/s400/DSC03935.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; do you limit the lord?&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;i don't ask&lt;br /&gt;because i don't believe&lt;br /&gt;that he wants to do &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for me.&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;having a serious "ahhh-ha" moment.&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;i know god can do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;any.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;thing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know that.&lt;br /&gt;but i always throw a spin...&lt;br /&gt;what if that's not his will for me?&lt;br /&gt;so, i don't lay it at his feet.&lt;br /&gt;well, who am i to decide what his will is?&lt;br /&gt;he created me after all,&lt;br /&gt;and wants his best for me,&lt;br /&gt;but first i have to ask!!&lt;br /&gt;and i will let&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;show &lt;em&gt;me&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what &lt;em&gt;his&lt;/em&gt; will is...&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;"when once we &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;see&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; jesus,&lt;br /&gt;he does the impossible thing&lt;br /&gt;as naturally as breathing".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;...oswald chambers...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope you are enjoying your sunday.&lt;br /&gt;it's raining where i live.&lt;br /&gt;i am tucked inside.&lt;br /&gt;safe and warm.&lt;br /&gt;in more ways than one.&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;god is great...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-7981643619153677304?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7981643619153677304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2011/03/limiting-god.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/7981643619153677304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/7981643619153677304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2011/03/limiting-god.html' title='limiting god'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-foCsA30nEVk/TXPD_rUT1aI/AAAAAAAABBI/Mf3qm0DdSQ0/s72-c/DSC03935.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-1057526004073560051</id><published>2011-03-01T06:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T09:41:28.878-08:00</updated><title type='text'>everlasting arms</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wVV2xR3gDAw/TW0HI56PdGI/AAAAAAAABBA/okA0MWuc-T8/s1600/DSC03917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579123362947363938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wVV2xR3gDAw/TW0HI56PdGI/AAAAAAAABBA/okA0MWuc-T8/s400/DSC03917.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he loves me more than i can comprehend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he wants what is best for me . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he has it all figured out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;why do i make it so hard for myself?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; human and broken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he is not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;joining emily at &lt;a href="http://canvaschild.blogspot.com/"&gt;imperfect prose&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-1057526004073560051?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1057526004073560051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2011/03/simplicity.html#comment-form' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/1057526004073560051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/1057526004073560051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2011/03/simplicity.html' title='everlasting arms'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wVV2xR3gDAw/TW0HI56PdGI/AAAAAAAABBA/okA0MWuc-T8/s72-c/DSC03917.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-3192019369423620430</id><published>2011-02-14T07:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T11:40:29.459-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what fills your heart?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--RGcTdrrKVs/TVlFu9psgqI/AAAAAAAABA4/m_I8NO6ziR8/s1600/DSC03878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573562686973444770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--RGcTdrrKVs/TVlFu9psgqI/AAAAAAAABA4/m_I8NO6ziR8/s400/DSC03878.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(( happy valentine's day ))&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-3192019369423620430?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3192019369423620430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2011/02/what-fills-your-heart.html#comment-form' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/3192019369423620430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/3192019369423620430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2011/02/what-fills-your-heart.html' title='what fills your heart?'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--RGcTdrrKVs/TVlFu9psgqI/AAAAAAAABA4/m_I8NO6ziR8/s72-c/DSC03878.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-1474613094256185307</id><published>2011-02-04T07:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T10:49:12.012-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the three b's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;basketball. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;bowling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;*** &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and boys...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;today i am sharing some photos of my grandsons. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love them to pieces.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;aidan(# 13) is playing on a basketball team, 3rd and 4th graders. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's the first time he has played basketball, other than in the yard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this is somewhat instructional, depending on the referee that's there! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he is learning quickly and enjoying every minute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love the shots of him with his coach, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and referee at the free throw line, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;listening intently to what they have to say...&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TUwaEKoxLKI/AAAAAAAABAw/ZdS7PfpLTxY/s1600/DSC03831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569855498027609250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TUwaEKoxLKI/AAAAAAAABAw/ZdS7PfpLTxY/s400/DSC03831.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TUwaD-cGxcI/AAAAAAAABAo/z9KM2pWXNPs/s1600/DSC03839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569855494753273282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TUwaD-cGxcI/AAAAAAAABAo/z9KM2pWXNPs/s400/DSC03839.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TUwaDY6_SqI/AAAAAAAABAg/k3vz-AyxqW4/s1600/DSC03840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569855484682259106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TUwaDY6_SqI/AAAAAAAABAg/k3vz-AyxqW4/s400/DSC03840.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tyler turned 5 last month and his birthday party was a bowling party...it was so. much. fun!!&lt;br /&gt;we all enjoyed ourselves, kind of surprised us!&lt;br /&gt;i was a bit reluctant because i am self-conscious at times,&lt;br /&gt;but i got over it&lt;br /&gt;after i threw....uh....rolled &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first ball down the lane.&lt;br /&gt;here is tyler's first attempt...&lt;br /&gt;his expression in the 3rd photo down says it all.&lt;br /&gt;(i apologize, some of the photos are blurry).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TUwaDJqt_EI/AAAAAAAABAY/W6-6rxQGd2Q/s1600/DSC03848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569855480587484226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TUwaDJqt_EI/AAAAAAAABAY/W6-6rxQGd2Q/s400/DSC03848.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TUwZRceKT8I/AAAAAAAABAQ/Z7ovmuKOqfw/s1600/DSC03849.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TUwZROJkRAI/AAAAAAAABAI/m_FeoYKWkO4/s1600/DSC03846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569854622797153282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TUwZROJkRAI/AAAAAAAABAI/m_FeoYKWkO4/s400/DSC03846.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TUwZQ7ccaNI/AAAAAAAABAA/LWGI_K1tpkw/s1600/DSC03847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569854617776056530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TUwZQ7ccaNI/AAAAAAAABAA/LWGI_K1tpkw/s400/DSC03847.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TUwZQvL9veI/AAAAAAAAA_4/uoJjqq8Jz9Q/s1600/DSC03852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569854614485712354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TUwZQvL9veI/AAAAAAAAA_4/uoJjqq8Jz9Q/s400/DSC03852.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;if all else fails, just fluff your hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;boys...gotta love 'em! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;++++++&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;have a great weekend!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-1474613094256185307?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1474613094256185307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2011/02/three-bs.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/1474613094256185307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/1474613094256185307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2011/02/three-bs.html' title='the three b&apos;s'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TUwaEKoxLKI/AAAAAAAABAw/ZdS7PfpLTxY/s72-c/DSC03831.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-4821717822671998208</id><published>2011-01-27T08:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T12:08:59.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>take no thought for your life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TUGkHOjuoVI/AAAAAAAAA_o/yjVokWaKHWA/s1600/jul9%2B006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566911058480636242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TUGkHOjuoVI/AAAAAAAAA_o/yjVokWaKHWA/s400/jul9%2B006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i took this photo in my backyard late last summer. i was at the kitchen window, watching the birds in the yard. the sprinklers were on and they were bathing. the moment seemed so poignant. as i go deeper in my relationship with god, the things of the world seem less and less important. today, as i read the entry for 1/27 in "my utmost for his highest" by oswald chambers, i was praising god that spiritually and emotionally i am not where i was a year ago today. today i am closer to god...and less enslaved to the things of this world. working my way through to where he wants me to be. it is a good place...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Take no thought for your life." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Matthew 6:25&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;A warning which needs to be reiterated is that the cares of this world, the deceitfulness of riches, and the lust of other things entering in, &lt;strong&gt;will choke all that God puts in&lt;/strong&gt;. We are never free from the recurring tides of this encroachment. If it does not come on the line of clothes and food, it will come on the line of money or lack of money; of friends or lack of friends; or on the line of difficult circumstances. &lt;strong&gt;It is one steady encroachment all the time, and unless we allow the Spirit of God to raise up the standard against it, these things will come in like a flood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"Take no thought for your life." &lt;strong&gt;"Be careful about one thing only," says our Lord - "your relationship to Me."&lt;/strong&gt; Common sense shouts loud and says - "That is absurd, I must consider how I am going to live, I must consider what I am going to eat and drink." Jesus says you must not. Beware of allowing the thought that this statement is made by One Who does not understand our particular circumstances. Jesus Christ knows our circumstances better than we do, and He says we must not think about these things so as to make them the one concern of our life. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whenever there is competition, be sure that you put your relationship to God first.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof." How much evil has begun to threaten you today? What kind of mean little imps have been looking in and saying - Now what are you going to do next month - this summer? "Be anxious for nothing," Jesus says. Look again and think. Keep your mind on the "much more" of your heavenly Father."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;oswald chambers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i am &lt;a href="http://canvaschild.blogspot.com/2011/01/imperfect-prose-on-thursdays-man-with.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;linking with emily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;....have a blessed day, my friends...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-4821717822671998208?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4821717822671998208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2011/01/take-no-thought-for-your-life.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/4821717822671998208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/4821717822671998208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2011/01/take-no-thought-for-your-life.html' title='take no thought for your life'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TUGkHOjuoVI/AAAAAAAAA_o/yjVokWaKHWA/s72-c/jul9%2B006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-6380356472711992885</id><published>2011-01-12T09:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T12:15:56.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>growing pains and being brave</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TS3qBctUOQI/AAAAAAAAA_g/8LkF3u9_GLw/s1600/4.25%2B003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561358425479461122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TS3qBctUOQI/AAAAAAAAA_g/8LkF3u9_GLw/s400/4.25%2B003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is my youngest grandson, tyler. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this little guy turns 5 today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he also starts the pre-k program at public school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i called him this morning to wish him a happy birthday and he didn't want to talk on the phone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;...sigh...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my guess is that he is feeling very anxious &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;about starting a new school...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;having a new schedule.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;+++++++++++ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i think his tummy was tumbly this morning. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;+&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;+&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;+&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;+&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;+&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;even as adults we experience this, don't we?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;+&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i pray today for tyler, and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that you are being&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;brave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;trusting &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;god...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;+&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;+&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://canvaschild.blogspot.com/2011/01/imperfect-prose-on-thursdays-messy-love.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;linking with emily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-6380356472711992885?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6380356472711992885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2011/01/growing-pains-and-being-brave.html#comment-form' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/6380356472711992885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/6380356472711992885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2011/01/growing-pains-and-being-brave.html' title='growing pains and being brave'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TS3qBctUOQI/AAAAAAAAA_g/8LkF3u9_GLw/s72-c/4.25%2B003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-784429006013684263</id><published>2011-01-09T12:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T12:58:39.301-08:00</updated><title type='text'>work in progress</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TSoY6ZlhemI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/DNYx6ENb5W0/s1600/DSC03800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560284081522047586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TSoY6ZlhemI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/DNYx6ENb5W0/s400/DSC03800.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/65577656/his-masterpieceoriginal-9x12-canvas"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;in my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;etsy&lt;/span&gt; shop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;this piece started out as something entirely different than what you see here.  in fact, it was kind of ugly.  not one of my best efforts.  but i kept at it, and i am happy with it.  reminds me of how God makes something beautiful out of us...only we aren't finished  yet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;  it is very soupy and cold outside, the fog made it's way up to the foothills...a great &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt; to be inside making art...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-784429006013684263?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/784429006013684263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2011/01/work-in-progress.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/784429006013684263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/784429006013684263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2011/01/work-in-progress.html' title='work in progress'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TSoY6ZlhemI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/DNYx6ENb5W0/s72-c/DSC03800.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-4107249839997944046</id><published>2011-01-06T09:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T12:17:01.955-08:00</updated><title type='text'>demons</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i struggle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wrestle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with truth...about myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he speaks his love to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ever so patiently&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;again and again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;let it go &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;freedom awaits you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;let it go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i want more for you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;let it go.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;let it pass.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;let it leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.......&lt;a href="http://canvaschild.blogspot.com/2011/01/imperfect-prose-on-thursdays-blooming.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;linking with emily for imperfect prose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-4107249839997944046?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4107249839997944046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-struggle.html#comment-form' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/4107249839997944046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/4107249839997944046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-struggle.html' title='demons'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-5778247234046536605</id><published>2011-01-05T11:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T14:10:49.029-08:00</updated><title type='text'>rambling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TSTG5ZHvq0I/AAAAAAAAA_Q/qtxT6eLJ-f0/s1600/dove%2B007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558786529380248386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TSTG5ZHvq0I/AAAAAAAAA_Q/qtxT6eLJ-f0/s400/dove%2B007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i was working on this canvas this morning.  i am just getting started, and not sure where i am going with it, but i love this image of the dove.   i like that she(i decided it was a she) is flying at night, finding her way.  free and simple......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nearing the age of 60, you start(at least my husband and i have)to really see things from a different perspective......things are just things,  life is short...work sucks.  LOL!!   us both having longevity with our jobs, we are giddy over the fact that this is the&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;year.  &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;the big one.&lt;/span&gt;  not next year, or a few years from now, but &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; one.  retirement...oh yeah baby.  our dream is to hit the road with our travel trailer, riding(flying) off in to the sunset.  really.  selling the house, store what we want to keep, and travel the united states.  with no schedule except the seasons.  and me making art on the road, selling online.  we'll do it 'til we tire of full timing.  we can hardly wait.  but wait we do, as it will be the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;end&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of this year when that happens.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;...dreaming with faith...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh, got a little sidetracked, back to the art.  as  i was working on this piece, the idea in my head wasn't coming out on the canvas and the very thing that inspired me(free and simple) just wasn't happening.  suddenly, it all felt bound up and complicated!!!  i'm laughing again...i just set it aside, and will continue on later...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;enjoy your day and go easy, my friends...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;...hugs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-5778247234046536605?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5778247234046536605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2011/01/rambling.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/5778247234046536605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/5778247234046536605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2011/01/rambling.html' title='rambling'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TSTG5ZHvq0I/AAAAAAAAA_Q/qtxT6eLJ-f0/s72-c/dove%2B007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-1663565732983978224</id><published>2011-01-04T10:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T12:50:20.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>reality</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TSNmTn-sBKI/AAAAAAAAA_I/_AuUcKBkInw/s1600/nov22%2B044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558398852440786082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TSNmTn-sBKI/AAAAAAAAA_I/_AuUcKBkInw/s400/nov22%2B044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;as with most of us, i have spent the last 5 weeks wrapped up with the holidays. we know how all consuming that can be. and i am glad that they have come and gone. while the holidays can be a very beautiful time, they can also be confusing, and bring out emotional stuff that lays low, or brings to light family issues that need attention.  i dealt with that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; this season. some of it was not so good.  the holidays don't always bring out the best. i am not being a bummer here, i am just speaking truth. and on top of that, the things in my life that do keep me on track get put on  the back burner(frankly, the flame wasn't even lit). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;...daily quiet time with God... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;...making art... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;...my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;etsy&lt;/span&gt; shop...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;...blogging... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;what a recipe for disaster, my friends. and the weird thing is that the longer i didn't give these pieces of my life attention, the harder it seemed to get back to them. but today i am here, i am present, and it is good. it feels right. it's part of God's purpose for me.   and part of that purpose is you.  thank you for being here with me and i look forward to all we will go through together this new year...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-1663565732983978224?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1663565732983978224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2011/01/reality.html#comment-form' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/1663565732983978224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/1663565732983978224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2011/01/reality.html' title='reality'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TSNmTn-sBKI/AAAAAAAAA_I/_AuUcKBkInw/s72-c/nov22%2B044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-990833136920007104</id><published>2010-12-17T08:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T12:38:10.457-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the true gift</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TQuSiRoc9qI/AAAAAAAAA-8/944EgNL-g-I/s1600/xmas%2B029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551692083210548898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TQuSiRoc9qI/AAAAAAAAA-8/944EgNL-g-I/s400/xmas%2B029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;many years ago i made this manger scene. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i cut the patterns with a band saw...sanded, painted and glued. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i have always loved the simplicity of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what the meaning is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;on whom our focus should be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;christ was born. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in a barn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;placed in a manger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;love was the reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i will be taking a blog break for a few weeks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;taking time to be still.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;merry christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;++++++&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;happy new year &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;++++++&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;god bless you during this holiday season!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;xo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-990833136920007104?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/990833136920007104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/12/true-gift.html#comment-form' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/990833136920007104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/990833136920007104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/12/true-gift.html' title='the true gift'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TQuSiRoc9qI/AAAAAAAAA-8/944EgNL-g-I/s72-c/xmas%2B029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-9025195767073041930</id><published>2010-12-10T09:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T12:18:59.364-08:00</updated><title type='text'>follow me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/soulblessings"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549114043151119874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TQJp0mAndgI/AAAAAAAAA-0/GpZi1TRMBR0/s400/davetravjust%2B031.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in my etsy shop&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;my Lord is doing some housecleaning in my heart right now. i want &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;more of Him and less of me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;...careful what you wish for...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;feeling inadequate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; i love you unconditionally...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; follow me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;hanging on &lt;strong&gt;too&lt;/strong&gt; tight to a dream?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; your ways are not my ways...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; follow me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;running ahead and confused?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i will make your path straight...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; follow me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;it is painful to acknowledge your&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;ego and pride and let go. when you tell God you want more of Him and less of yourself, he takes it seriously. &lt;p align="center"&gt;++++++++++++++++++++++++++&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;love to you, my friends...enjoy your weekend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;xo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-9025195767073041930?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/9025195767073041930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/12/follow-me.html#comment-form' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/9025195767073041930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/9025195767073041930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/12/follow-me.html' title='follow me'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TQJp0mAndgI/AAAAAAAAA-0/GpZi1TRMBR0/s72-c/davetravjust%2B031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-7954660015680851313</id><published>2010-12-02T13:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T17:57:20.508-08:00</updated><title type='text'>powerful stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TPgMDb5ieGI/AAAAAAAAA-s/pPqI7DbwJag/s1600/jesse%2B031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546196194274998370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TPgMDb5ieGI/AAAAAAAAA-s/pPqI7DbwJag/s400/jesse%2B031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; "Not as though I had already attained, either were already perfect. . . ." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Philippians 3:12&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is a snare to imagine that God wants to make us perfect specimens of what He can do; God's purpose is to make us one with Himself. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The emphasis of holiness movements is apt to be that God is producing specimens of holiness to put in His museum. If you go off on this idea of personal holiness, the dead-set of your life will not be for God, but for what you call the manifestation of God in your life. "It can never be God's will that I should be sick." &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;If it was God's will to bruise His own Son, why should He not bruise you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The thing that tells for God is not your relevant consistency to an idea of what a saint should be, but your real vital relation to Jesus Christ, and your abandonment to Him whether you are well or ill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christian perfection is not, and never can be, human perfection. Christian perfection is the perfection of a relationship to God which shows itself amid the irrelevancies of human life. When you obey the call of Jesus Christ, the first thing that strikes you is the irrelevancy of the things you have to do, and the next thing that strikes you is the fact that other people seem to be living perfectly consistent lives. Such lives are apt to leave you with the idea that God is unnecessary, by human effort and devotion we can reach the standard God wants. In a fallen world this can never be done. I am called to live in perfect relation to God so that my life produces a longing after God in other lives, not admiration for myself. Thoughts about myself hinder my usefulness to God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;God is not after perfecting me to be a specimen in His show-room;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He is getting me to the place where He can use me... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let Him do what He likes..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.....oswald chambers.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;linking with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://canvaschild.blogspot.com/2010/12/imperfect-prose-on-thursdays-broken.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;emily in the hush of the moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-7954660015680851313?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7954660015680851313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/12/powerful-stuff.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/7954660015680851313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/7954660015680851313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/12/powerful-stuff.html' title='powerful stuff'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TPgMDb5ieGI/AAAAAAAAA-s/pPqI7DbwJag/s72-c/jesse%2B031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-1266903774422902233</id><published>2010-11-22T13:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T20:48:22.339-08:00</updated><title type='text'>thankful</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TOrfZOiKxvI/AAAAAAAAA-k/WM5PoN59qSk/s1600/nov22%2B006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542487915923949298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TOrfZOiKxvI/AAAAAAAAA-k/WM5PoN59qSk/s400/nov22%2B006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TOrfYdIIeAI/AAAAAAAAA-c/CvYg9PUkbNI/s1600/nov22%2B017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542487902661408770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TOrfYdIIeAI/AAAAAAAAA-c/CvYg9PUkbNI/s400/nov22%2B017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TOrfXnYzkuI/AAAAAAAAA-U/HS_OxjsVXdU/s1600/nov22%2B021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542487888235827938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TOrfXnYzkuI/AAAAAAAAA-U/HS_OxjsVXdU/s400/nov22%2B021.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;raindrops on the japanese maple &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in my front yard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the colors take my breath away &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TOrfWY02l9I/AAAAAAAAA-M/nsy_6hfa7Xs/s1600/nov22%2B044.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;++++++++++++++&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i had a visitor this morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TOre-xV4DoI/AAAAAAAAA9s/JHnIvH2yWV4/s1600/nov22%2B053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542487461411163778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TOre-xV4DoI/AAAAAAAAA9s/JHnIvH2yWV4/s400/nov22%2B053.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TOre-H8i8wI/AAAAAAAAA9k/Sy7qrLnvfno/s1600/nov22%2B055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542487450299069186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TOre-H8i8wI/AAAAAAAAA9k/Sy7qrLnvfno/s400/nov22%2B055.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i was at my art table and i looked up to see him.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just staring at me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i must say, he didn't seem to be startled &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;by the fact that i jumped up out of my chair &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;reached for the camera nearby &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and took multiple pictures of him! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;deer come through our yard daily &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but i had not seen this big guy until today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so strong and powerful...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;our house will be bustling with activity &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;starting on wednesday &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;on through saturday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my brother-in-law and his wife &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;are arriving wednesday afternoon &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;from southern washington... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;parents&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kids &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and grandkids &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;will be arriving as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the house is cleaned &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the grocery shopping is done&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the bird is thawing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and the wine is chillin'... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;++++++++++ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;thanking god for &lt;strong&gt;every&lt;/strong&gt; minute of the chaos&lt;em&gt;...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blessings to you and yours...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;xo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-1266903774422902233?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1266903774422902233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/11/thankful.html#comment-form' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/1266903774422902233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/1266903774422902233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/11/thankful.html' title='thankful'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TOrfZOiKxvI/AAAAAAAAA-k/WM5PoN59qSk/s72-c/nov22%2B006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-9025264994665811324</id><published>2010-11-15T08:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T11:49:49.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>running the race</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TOFgOBRYPWI/AAAAAAAAA9c/NCc8ZwQ_mMI/s1600/DSC03501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539814810618183010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TOFgOBRYPWI/AAAAAAAAA9c/NCc8ZwQ_mMI/s400/DSC03501.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;... let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us. let us fix our eyes on J&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;esus&lt;/span&gt;, the author and perfecter of our faith, who for the joy set before him endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;consider him who endured such opposition from sinful men, so that you will not grow weary and lose heart....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hebrews&lt;/span&gt; 12:1-3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;+++++++&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;life can be hard sometimes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i pray you are encouraged today...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;+++++++&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*** His love always wins ***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-9025264994665811324?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/9025264994665811324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/11/running-race.html#comment-form' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/9025264994665811324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/9025264994665811324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/11/running-race.html' title='running the race'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TOFgOBRYPWI/AAAAAAAAA9c/NCc8ZwQ_mMI/s72-c/DSC03501.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-8030969049908296432</id><published>2010-11-10T11:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T11:32:54.961-08:00</updated><title type='text'>flying on love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TNrsQcuryiI/AAAAAAAAA9U/ChJebdcrpCI/s1600/esthersart%2B008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537998459139508770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TNrsQcuryiI/AAAAAAAAA9U/ChJebdcrpCI/s400/esthersart%2B008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the box&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TNrsP0x8LFI/AAAAAAAAA9M/6Lzw2rR-VE8/s1600/esthersart%2B007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537998448415747154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TNrsP0x8LFI/AAAAAAAAA9M/6Lzw2rR-VE8/s400/esthersart%2B007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the card&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TNrsPdyDCoI/AAAAAAAAA9E/bRblU4K6EiM/s1600/esther.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537998442242181762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TNrsPdyDCoI/AAAAAAAAA9E/bRblU4K6EiM/s400/esther.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the art&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;+++++++++++&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;isn't that one of &lt;em&gt;the most&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;beautiful pieces of art &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you have ever seen??!!    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so full of yummy texture and depth.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my friend &lt;a href="http://emakesart.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;esther&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;emakesart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; made this &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and it inspired a blog post she did a month or so ago.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i encourage you to read &lt;a href="http://emakesart.blogspot.com/2010/09/dont-lose-heart-mixed-media.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;the post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was dedicated to myself and others &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and frankly, it was one of the most meaningful things &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that has been done for me.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as soon as i saw "don't lose heart"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i knew i wanted it!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i emailed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;esther&lt;/span&gt; right away &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and asked if it was for sale &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or if she wanted to do an art trade.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she browsed through my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;etsy&lt;/span&gt; shop &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;picked out what she wanted &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and we swapped.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i cherish this piece &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with all my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(no pun intended). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the day that it arrived was perfect timing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as i was feeling discouraged about some things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and it literally &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just filled my heart with joy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was love in a box! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;+++++++++++&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;+++++++++++&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the craft fair that i participated in last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt; was a hoot!  i should tell you that this took place in the clubhouse of the senior development that my dad lives in.  they have it every year and he asked me several months ago if i wanted to set up a table.  having never done that before, i thought "what the heck" and paid for a table.   it was fun, to say the least.  and i pictured it being myself several years from now when &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; am retired and selling my art at different venues.  sales were not brisk for anyone, except the tables selling food!  i did sell 6 canvases, so i can't complain....and it was good for me to do it.  i have to say though, sitting and watching others look at your art is like sitting there naked!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;!  my heart and soul on the table, and some turned their nose up, some stopped, some looked like they were on the verge of buying then just set it down, and some bought.  it was an interesting experience, and one i will do again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-8030969049908296432?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8030969049908296432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/11/flying-on-love.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/8030969049908296432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/8030969049908296432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/11/flying-on-love.html' title='flying on love'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TNrsQcuryiI/AAAAAAAAA9U/ChJebdcrpCI/s72-c/esthersart%2B008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-6725401609935985020</id><published>2010-11-04T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T13:12:51.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TNL5BltlCuI/AAAAAAAAA88/HTJiw-90BdE/s1600/tahoe+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535760697690229474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TNL5BltlCuI/AAAAAAAAA88/HTJiw-90BdE/s400/tahoe+081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hello friends...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just checkin' in.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i have had you on my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...alot...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;everything going well??? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i have felt so out of touch with my blogging world!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am either at work or at my art table. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;been creating for the craft fair. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;everything is done now.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;made all the art i'm gonna make.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;  checking things off my checklist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am most excited about&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;people seeing mine and god's art&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;up close and personal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;selling online has it's advantages&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but doesn't do the product justice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my prayer has been that god would bring &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the people there that he wants... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that &lt;em&gt;our &lt;/em&gt;art &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;would stir something in their soul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm anxious to come face to face &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with those he has chosen...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;+++++ &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;enjoy your weekend&lt;/span&gt; +++++&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;god bless...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-6725401609935985020?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6725401609935985020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/11/hello-friends.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/6725401609935985020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/6725401609935985020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/11/hello-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TNL5BltlCuI/AAAAAAAAA88/HTJiw-90BdE/s72-c/tahoe+081.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-6840092510706236018</id><published>2010-10-20T12:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T11:11:50.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>slowing my roll</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TL88hi4mb9I/AAAAAAAAA8s/iQB6eXnkTtw/s1600/boys+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530205414431813586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TL88hi4mb9I/AAAAAAAAA8s/iQB6eXnkTtw/s400/boys+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; do you ever run ahead of god?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;talk and not listen? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i do.&lt;br /&gt;it's not intentional.&lt;br /&gt;i don't mean to....&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;god is showing me&lt;br /&gt;in a very real way&lt;br /&gt;to&lt;br /&gt;ask...&lt;br /&gt;wait...&lt;br /&gt;listen...&lt;br /&gt;particularly when it comes&lt;br /&gt;to making art.&lt;br /&gt;i do want to make art&lt;br /&gt;to glorify him.&lt;br /&gt;often i make art and haven't even invited him in the process!!!&lt;br /&gt;sadly, at times i do that in other areas of my life.&lt;br /&gt;just kind of make plans without involving him in the process.&lt;br /&gt;he wants more from me.&lt;br /&gt;i surrender.&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;i am reading&lt;br /&gt;"finding divine inspiration: working with the holy spirit in your creativity"&lt;br /&gt;by&lt;br /&gt;**j. scott mcElroy**&lt;br /&gt;in it he says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"god is passionate about collaborating with you.&lt;br /&gt;he can't wait&lt;br /&gt;to create beautiful, inspired art&lt;br /&gt;with you in true collaboration.&lt;br /&gt;it's what you were made for.&lt;br /&gt;ask him what &lt;em&gt;his&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;ideas are, what &lt;em&gt;he&lt;/em&gt; wants to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;then take some time to listen..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;+++++&lt;/span&gt; WOW &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;+++++&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he can't wait to make art with &lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ask &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;listen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;puts a whole different spin on things.&lt;br /&gt;here i thought i was doing &lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt; a big favor...&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure god had a good laugh over that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so simple.&lt;br /&gt;i get it... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;today i am linking with &lt;a href="http://canvaschild.blogspot.com/2010/10/imperfect-prose-on-thursdays-giraffes.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;emily for imperfect prose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-6840092510706236018?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6840092510706236018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/10/slowing-my-roll.html#comment-form' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/6840092510706236018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/6840092510706236018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/10/slowing-my-roll.html' title='slowing my roll'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TL88hi4mb9I/AAAAAAAAA8s/iQB6eXnkTtw/s72-c/boys+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-7353637440436397809</id><published>2010-10-12T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T12:29:56.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>brave girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TLSniQg46OI/AAAAAAAAA8k/bIBE30W-uWk/s1600/tahoe+133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527226849680746722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TLSniQg46OI/AAAAAAAAA8k/bIBE30W-uWk/s400/tahoe+133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; little baby sweet and small &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;born to be the king of all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6x6 canvas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TLSniNUcnuI/AAAAAAAAA8c/Qovgt2BE8Co/s1600/tahoe+132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527226848823254754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TLSniNUcnuI/AAAAAAAAA8c/Qovgt2BE8Co/s400/tahoe+132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;better not pout...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;10x10 wood  block&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TLSnhqK1IlI/AAAAAAAAA8U/lN1cv1dxLaU/s1600/tahoe+128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527226839387677266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TLSnhqK1IlI/AAAAAAAAA8U/lN1cv1dxLaU/s400/tahoe+128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TLSnhXUSRYI/AAAAAAAAA8M/5TxKPHly434/s1600/tahoe+127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527226834327061890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TLSnhXUSRYI/AAAAAAAAA8M/5TxKPHly434/s400/tahoe+127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; let every heart &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;prepare him room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;8x10 canvas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TLSnHXcwDVI/AAAAAAAAA8E/kQsB4fQVuZ4/s1600/tahoe+123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527226387685969234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TLSnHXcwDVI/AAAAAAAAA8E/kQsB4fQVuZ4/s400/tahoe+123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;6x6 canvas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TLSnHLFrwwI/AAAAAAAAA78/7AzecnlTfYY/s1600/tahoe+124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527226384367993602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TLSnHLFrwwI/AAAAAAAAA78/7AzecnlTfYY/s400/tahoe+124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;6x6 canvas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TLSnGpq0s5I/AAAAAAAAA70/NfSBgdBHP0Q/s1600/tahoe+136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527226375396963218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TLSnGpq0s5I/AAAAAAAAA70/NfSBgdBHP0Q/s400/tahoe+136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;5x5 wood block&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;+++&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hello my friends...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;before i say anything else &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i want to extend a heartfelt thanks &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to all of you who left comments on my blog &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when i shared about my son.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;your words were so very comforting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;+++&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i have been busy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a very good busy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i will be selling my art at a craft fair on nov. 6th.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this is a &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; brave thing for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i have never participated &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in any kind of fair or show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;YIKES!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i decided that this would be a good venue to start with.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;***something small and not so intimidating***&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i have sold art only to friends &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;family and in my etsy shop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; this will be something new.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a little scary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;like i said, i'm being brave...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i just continue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to collaborate with god, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hold on tight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; bust. out.  art.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he'll take care of the rest...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;+++&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-7353637440436397809?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7353637440436397809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/10/brave-girl.html#comment-form' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/7353637440436397809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/7353637440436397809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/10/brave-girl.html' title='brave girl'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TLSniQg46OI/AAAAAAAAA8k/bIBE30W-uWk/s72-c/tahoe+133.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-7899398533288323580</id><published>2010-10-04T17:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T20:36:49.472-07:00</updated><title type='text'>art retreat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKpvzXYI3gI/AAAAAAAAA7s/53K8nXlO8hg/s1600/tahoe+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524350821162606082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKpvzXYI3gI/AAAAAAAAA7s/53K8nXlO8hg/s400/tahoe+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKpvmv5WHSI/AAAAAAAAA7k/bLYCUgM_zHc/s1600/tahoe+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524350604406037794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKpvmv5WHSI/AAAAAAAAA7k/bLYCUgM_zHc/s400/tahoe+063.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKpvma2A-mI/AAAAAAAAA7c/Qe0JSnHpmfE/s1600/tahoe+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524350598754925154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKpvma2A-mI/AAAAAAAAA7c/Qe0JSnHpmfE/s400/tahoe+065.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a collaborative gift to me from my soul sisters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKpvl-YBa1I/AAAAAAAAA7U/aPGwDsoJ2b4/s1600/tahoe+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524350591112932178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKpvl-YBa1I/AAAAAAAAA7U/aPGwDsoJ2b4/s400/tahoe+018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; watching in awe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKpu1l6k3dI/AAAAAAAAA7E/JuEBAdt5NpE/s1600/tahoe+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524349759913254354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKpu1l6k3dI/AAAAAAAAA7E/JuEBAdt5NpE/s400/tahoe+057.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;god painted a masterpiece  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKpu1Nd2yaI/AAAAAAAAA68/r6_38FfWRic/s1600/tahoe+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524349753350343074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKpu1Nd2yaI/AAAAAAAAA68/r6_38FfWRic/s400/tahoe+049.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i just spent the last four days with four very talented women. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;together we...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;painted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;collaged&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sketched&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;shared techniques&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;collaborated&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;took photos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;laughed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cried&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gave comfort&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;enjoyed the beauty of lake tahoe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cooked&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;prayed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;listened to music&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;danced&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;shared stories&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;slept in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;received healing massage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;spent time alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;spent time together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hiked&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;read&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;watched in awe as god painted &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;the evening sky...3 nights in a row&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;made messes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cleaned up messes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gave thanks...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it was all i had hoped for, and i know it was for them as well. god's presence was felt very strongly, in many ways. we knew without a doubt that he was there with us...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-7899398533288323580?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7899398533288323580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/10/art-retreat.html#comment-form' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/7899398533288323580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/7899398533288323580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/10/art-retreat.html' title='art retreat'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKpvzXYI3gI/AAAAAAAAA7s/53K8nXlO8hg/s72-c/tahoe+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-1038260745402459972</id><published>2010-09-28T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T18:25:42.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my prodigal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKIRiZCl0GI/AAAAAAAAA2s/Fe3QrDVBDOM/s1600/DSC02441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521995375644627042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKIRiZCl0GI/AAAAAAAAA2s/Fe3QrDVBDOM/s400/DSC02441.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today&lt;br /&gt;old grief&lt;br /&gt;rushes in...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sadness grips my mother soul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he must come back&lt;br /&gt;to grace&lt;br /&gt;to love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;to hope&lt;br /&gt;to home&lt;br /&gt;to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadness grips my messy soul&lt;br /&gt;i know the empty place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sadness gripped His father soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;when i turned &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;from His beautiful face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i returned home&lt;br /&gt;i know hope lives for him.&lt;br /&gt;god is there waiting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when&lt;br /&gt;his grief&lt;br /&gt;rushes&lt;br /&gt;in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;******************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;god layed these words on my heart earlier this week, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after another cry for help &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;from my youngest son.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when you reach the end &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;of what is healthy to do as a parent, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you must keep pointing them back to jesus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;god knows his heart, and he belongs to Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sometimes, it is just &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;difficult&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just keeping it real, my friends...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;linking up with &lt;a href="http://canvaschild.blogspot.com/2010/09/imperfect-prose-on-thursdays-living.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;emily for imperfect prose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-1038260745402459972?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1038260745402459972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-prodigal.html#comment-form' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/1038260745402459972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/1038260745402459972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-prodigal.html' title='my prodigal'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKIRiZCl0GI/AAAAAAAAA2s/Fe3QrDVBDOM/s72-c/DSC02441.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-6096250151157735633</id><published>2010-09-23T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T12:46:15.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>life is good</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TJup_tfYS8I/AAAAAAAAA2k/QZcSINu8KI8/s1600/sept10+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520192680280738754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TJup_tfYS8I/AAAAAAAAA2k/QZcSINu8KI8/s400/sept10+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*****these are for you*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TJudxhCM25I/AAAAAAAAA2c/xaaORdbQwuA/s1600/angel.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hello friends...i have been preoccupied it seems. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;working. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;resting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;making art. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;spending much needed time alone with my husband. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;over labor day weekend, very shortly after the kids and grandkids moved out, we had a houseful staying with us when we had the 50th party for our parents...whew! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;things are finally settling down &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;into our normal day to day routine, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;**********&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;are &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lovin' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;********** &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;thursday-sunday of next&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;week is my retreat at lake tahoe.  i am so very excited!!  4 women are attending, all from out of state. i pick them up early thursday morning in sacramento, then we head up to the lake...it will be 4 days of &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;art &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;girl time &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;great food and wine &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;music&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and the best scenery one could ask for...i'm thinking there will be some walks on the beach, in the mountains, i can hardly wait...and the weather is going to be perfect. between the 5 of us, we make jewelry, create collage, paint, do photography, and illustration. i say god is bringing together a talented group of women who are excited to share all we have with each other...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;for that i am feeling very grateful... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-6096250151157735633?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6096250151157735633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/09/life-is-good.html#comment-form' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/6096250151157735633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/6096250151157735633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/09/life-is-good.html' title='life is good'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TJup_tfYS8I/AAAAAAAAA2k/QZcSINu8KI8/s72-c/sept10+054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-8547231357585262309</id><published>2010-09-16T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T09:47:37.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing compares</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TJI--dliXvI/AAAAAAAAA2U/wwfHqOfG3oA/s1600/jesse+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517541736297160434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TJI--dliXvI/AAAAAAAAA2U/wwfHqOfG3oA/s400/jesse+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i was on my way to work this morning, thinking about what i wanted to post about, and listening to &lt;a href="http://www.thirdday.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;third day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...many of you have probably heard their music.  i discovered them probably 0ver 10 years ago, and i still to this day, listen to their music over and over.  mac powell writes lyrics that speak my heart.  they have a song called "nothing compares".  the lyrics talk about "people wasting their time, building up riches for a life that's fine"...why do we do that?  we fill our life with people, places, and things trying to fill that hole.  even after many years in a personal relationship with god i did that.  but &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;nothing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; can fill that hole.  i know that now.  i really, truly know that.  in my soul.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"i find myself just living for today, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'cause i don't know what tomorrow's gonna bring... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so no matter if i rise or fall, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll never be alone..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nothing compares &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;to the greatness of knowing god&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;linking with &lt;a href="http://canvaschild.blogspot.com/2010/09/imperfect-prose-on-thursdays-being_15.html"&gt;emily&lt;/a&gt; today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-8547231357585262309?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8547231357585262309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/09/nothing-compares.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/8547231357585262309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/8547231357585262309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/09/nothing-compares.html' title='nothing compares'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TJI--dliXvI/AAAAAAAAA2U/wwfHqOfG3oA/s72-c/jesse+046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-4243822716563941419</id><published>2010-09-10T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T10:35:31.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>some art...at last!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TIpUKuLDeEI/AAAAAAAAA18/j6BR_CYTegE/s1600/sept10+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515313236838414402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TIpUKuLDeEI/AAAAAAAAA18/j6BR_CYTegE/s400/sept10+074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is a wedding gift i have been working on for a bit, an 11x14 canvas. the wedding was in july and i just finished this today. oops!! anyway, the bride and groom grew up and went to school together in lake &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tahoe&lt;/span&gt;, have a dog named &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tyson&lt;/span&gt;, and love adventure. click on the image and you can get a better look at the text. i got this idea from another artist/blogger, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;erin&lt;/span&gt; carver...you can see the canvas that she did &lt;a href="http://erinviviennecarver.blogspot.com/2010_06_01_archive.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. i thought it was such a great idea, such a personalized gift for a couple naming important pieces of their life. so here is my finished canvas. just have to seal it, then mail it off to them...&lt;br /&gt;today i am linking up with &lt;a href="http://www.studiojru.com/2010/09/sneak-peek-friday-computer.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;jennifer&lt;/span&gt; from studio &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;JRU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...just catching a sneak peek of what others are doing in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;their&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; art space...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-4243822716563941419?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4243822716563941419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/09/some-artat-last.html#comment-form' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/4243822716563941419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/4243822716563941419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/09/some-artat-last.html' title='some art...at last!'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TIpUKuLDeEI/AAAAAAAAA18/j6BR_CYTegE/s72-c/sept10+074.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-5747432341320469850</id><published>2010-09-09T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T08:45:01.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TIj4AatoieI/AAAAAAAAA10/NL9lsaDN8bY/s1600/DSC02758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514930429769583074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TIj4AatoieI/AAAAAAAAA10/NL9lsaDN8bY/s400/DSC02758.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; star thistle is pretty prickly stuff. and that's where i am right now. in a prickly place. i am not liking it too much. but it gets me on my knees and that's precisely why it is happening. god knows me better than i know myself. he is taking me through a place of backing away...of letting go...reinforcing trust. and it's not easy. it seems i can talk a big talk, but walking the walk is where he wants me to be. i have much to learn, even after all these years of being his girl. so take heart my friends, if god has you in a learning place, it's because &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;you are important to him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;he wants his best for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;that he loves you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;it's thursday...link with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://canvaschild.blogspot.com/2010/09/imperfect-prose-on-thursdays-beauty-in.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;emily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-5747432341320469850?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5747432341320469850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/09/star-thistle-is-pretty-prickly-stuff.html#comment-form' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/5747432341320469850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/5747432341320469850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/09/star-thistle-is-pretty-prickly-stuff.html' title=''/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TIj4AatoieI/AAAAAAAAA10/NL9lsaDN8bY/s72-c/DSC02758.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-6535934278770759629</id><published>2010-09-07T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T08:22:29.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>inspiration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TIZUgxwWl5I/AAAAAAAAA1s/5BYL-t3I73Q/s1600/BELIEVE+TRUTH1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 175px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514187715850442642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TIZUgxwWl5I/AAAAAAAAA1s/5BYL-t3I73Q/s400/BELIEVE+TRUTH1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; truth is &lt;a href="http://jodeneshaw.blogspot.com/2010/08/sneak-peak-into-believe-truth-e-course.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; i signed up for jodi shaw's e-course a few weeks ago.  little did i know that when i went to read the first post for the course, which was this morning, that i would have been so overwhelmed with comfort and tenderness to my soul.  the scripture was just the reinforcement my heart needed, and a story that jodi tells about her &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;own&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; journey, was just what god wanted me to hear.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;check out the info on her &lt;a href="http://jodeneshaw.blogspot.com/2010/08/sneak-peak-into-believe-truth-e-course.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, and if you want to be truly blessed, sign up for the course...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-6535934278770759629?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6535934278770759629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/09/inspiration.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/6535934278770759629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/6535934278770759629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/09/inspiration.html' title='inspiration'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TIZUgxwWl5I/AAAAAAAAA1s/5BYL-t3I73Q/s72-c/BELIEVE+TRUTH1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-3235631584517581860</id><published>2010-08-27T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T11:13:18.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>go easy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/THf8w1qbfKI/AAAAAAAAA1c/4fj0a7RbcOA/s1600/jesse+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510150585080052898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/THf8w1qbfKI/AAAAAAAAA1c/4fj0a7RbcOA/s400/jesse+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;thinking of you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my friends... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; feeling very grateful &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and thankful &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that you are &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a part of my life...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;enjoy your weekend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;take time to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;renew your soul...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;slow down the pace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;don't sweat the small stuff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;god was reminding me this morning(again) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;of these very things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so i'm just&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sharin' the love...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-3235631584517581860?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3235631584517581860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/go-easy.html#comment-form' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/3235631584517581860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/3235631584517581860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/go-easy.html' title='go easy'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/THf8w1qbfKI/AAAAAAAAA1c/4fj0a7RbcOA/s72-c/jesse+042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-7133460686103780490</id><published>2010-08-26T07:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T08:59:45.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>god whispers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;(bliss)&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/THZ-yHQk8DI/AAAAAAAAA1M/8RosI9z7VBU/s1600/beach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509730593541517362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/THZ-yHQk8DI/AAAAAAAAA1M/8RosI9z7VBU/s400/beach.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;feeling a bit of overwhelm this morning. ever get so much &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;goin&lt;/span&gt;' on that it just all of sudden hits you? that is what is happening to me right now. the kids moved out last &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt;. we spent last weekend putting the house back together. it has been a frenzied week at work. this weekend i will spend shopping, cleaning and preparing for my sis, her husband, and my brother who are coming from out of state and will be staying for 5 days...we are giving a 50&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; wedding anniversary reception for our dad and step-mom which is on sat. 9/4.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;so, this morning as i was spending too much time "in my head" (you know what &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; talking about), sitting on the couch whining to god about all of this, blah, blah, blah....he lovingly whispered... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;"so......get out of your head, get up off of your butt, and get busy".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;really...he said that. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;i feel &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; much better.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;just a little perspective while &lt;a href="http://canvaschild.blogspot.com/2010/08/imperfect-prose-on-thursdays_25.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;linking with emily...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;xo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-7133460686103780490?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7133460686103780490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/god-whispers.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/7133460686103780490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/7133460686103780490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/god-whispers.html' title='god whispers'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/THZ-yHQk8DI/AAAAAAAAA1M/8RosI9z7VBU/s72-c/beach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-8842389185203294980</id><published>2010-08-23T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T07:08:26.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'>to have and to hold</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/THJ7pS68wcI/AAAAAAAAA1E/Y7zxEqrIhAY/s1600/tohaveandtohold.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 125px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 125px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508601243611480514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/THJ7pS68wcI/AAAAAAAAA1E/Y7zxEqrIhAY/s400/tohaveandtohold.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; chrissy at &lt;a href="http://www.firefliesandhummingbirds.net/2010/08/guest-post-bev-falls_23.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;fireflies and hummingbirds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is doing a marriage series on her blog, along with the regular topics and points of interest that she shares.  she asked for stories from her readers with regard to marriage...whatever the reader wanted to share. so i decided to contribute and today is my guest post. if you want to read a little of our story(the very condensed version), take a peek over &lt;a href="http://www.firefliesandhummingbirds.net/2010/08/guest-post-bev-falls_23.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-8842389185203294980?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8842389185203294980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/to-have-and-to-hold.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/8842389185203294980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/8842389185203294980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/to-have-and-to-hold.html' title='to have and to hold'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/THJ7pS68wcI/AAAAAAAAA1E/Y7zxEqrIhAY/s72-c/tohaveandtohold.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-2572890630093256783</id><published>2010-08-19T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T18:33:25.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>question for you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TG3aRMYrkLI/AAAAAAAAA08/d4D1tby4F9I/s1600/goodtimes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507297908261359794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TG3aRMYrkLI/AAAAAAAAA08/d4D1tby4F9I/s400/goodtimes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt; if you were forced &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;to eliminate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;your material possessions &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;except for what could fit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;into a single backpack,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;what would you put in it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-2572890630093256783?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2572890630093256783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/question-for-you.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/2572890630093256783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/2572890630093256783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/question-for-you.html' title='question for you'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TG3aRMYrkLI/AAAAAAAAA08/d4D1tby4F9I/s72-c/goodtimes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-5996086495724134483</id><published>2010-08-18T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T13:30:19.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TGw6MyYel7I/AAAAAAAAA00/qs2isCu01SA/s1600/8.18+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506840435724556210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TGw6MyYel7I/AAAAAAAAA00/qs2isCu01SA/s400/8.18+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TGw6Mif8OGI/AAAAAAAAA0s/JNAMiPQ1EPM/s1600/8.18+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506840431460890722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TGw6Mif8OGI/AAAAAAAAA0s/JNAMiPQ1EPM/s400/8.18+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TGw6L44zKKI/AAAAAAAAA0k/gudarlmnU6E/s1600/8.18+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506840420290865314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TGw6L44zKKI/AAAAAAAAA0k/gudarlmnU6E/s400/8.18+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TGw6LgkOwJI/AAAAAAAAA0c/m2dVzyzVt7Y/s1600/8.18+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506840413762142354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TGw6LgkOwJI/AAAAAAAAA0c/m2dVzyzVt7Y/s400/8.18+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i just had to shoot this pink anemone this morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; i was so excited i had a flower, the deer usually get to them before i do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*********** &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well, this friday is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;the&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; big day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the kids and grandkids &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;leave the nest &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and we &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;return to empty&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hallelujah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*** &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;praise the lord&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*** &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; can i get an amen??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the adults are doing a happy dance, for our own reasons...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when i asked my oldest grandson if he was excited about moving back into their own place, he said "well, sure i am nammie, but i really love living here with you and papa..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;melted my heart...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;***&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but not enough to want them to stay! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;( i'm so laughing out loud at what i just wrote!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they will be living 15 minutes away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;there will again be sleepovers with the boys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;back to normal is good...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-5996086495724134483?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5996086495724134483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-dance.html#comment-form' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/5996086495724134483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/5996086495724134483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-dance.html' title='happy dance'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TGw6MyYel7I/AAAAAAAAA00/qs2isCu01SA/s72-c/8.18+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-4172386569040272033</id><published>2010-08-13T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T11:28:03.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what a ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TGVkTC8NYvI/AAAAAAAAAz0/sbMUajC982A/s1600/jul9+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504916397899997938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TGVkTC8NYvI/AAAAAAAAAz0/sbMUajC982A/s400/jul9+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; most times when i do a post, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i know exactly what i want to write about. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;today i wasn't sure, but i knew i had something to say. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i was looking through my pictures on the computer &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and came across this one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;it tugged at my heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"boy-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" scattered in the yard.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am not sure why i took it at the time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;maybe just so i could do this post today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i shared earlier in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;july&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that our son, daughter-in-law, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and our two grandsons were moving in with us temporarily &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;due to tough economic times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am happy to say that god has&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;blessed them beyond measure &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and they are moving into their own place next &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;their time here with us has been a mixed bag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's been rainbows and butterflies &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;along with times of struggle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;through it all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and our ability to work &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;through those struggles&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;some very positive things happened &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and the floodgates opened for them...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;god has been right there amidst us &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;in our struggles and joys...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;leading us and teaching us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;and it's been &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;pretty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;darn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;cool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;to finish my post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i want to say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;my friends... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;this online community &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;just blows me away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the support and love you have given &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;has really strengthened my soul...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#990000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#990000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#990000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;thank you for that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-4172386569040272033?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4172386569040272033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/most-times-when-i-do-post-i-know.html#comment-form' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/4172386569040272033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/4172386569040272033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/most-times-when-i-do-post-i-know.html' title='what a ride'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TGVkTC8NYvI/AAAAAAAAAz0/sbMUajC982A/s72-c/jul9+029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-1459536773724409974</id><published>2010-08-12T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T10:55:44.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>keepin' hope alive</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TGQoiCmXxLI/AAAAAAAAAzs/e9fjMcENXWc/s1600/4.28+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504569209832064178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TGQoiCmXxLI/AAAAAAAAAzs/e9fjMcENXWc/s400/4.28+075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;well, my friends, god has really humbled me this week. my previous post expressed that i was thinking about closing my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;etsy&lt;/span&gt; shop...wondering if selling my art online was really what i should be doing...not the making of art(that will never cease!), but the selling...and then i sold a canvas titled "hope". when i e-mailed the buyer to let her know it had shipped, i asked her, out of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;curiosity&lt;/span&gt;, what motivated her to buy &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; particular canvas, and this is what she sent back:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Bev&lt;/span&gt;, I purchased it for a lot a reasons. I'm 26 and disabled. My faith is my rock and without &lt;strong&gt;hope&lt;/strong&gt; I don't want to even imagine where I would be. I have a service dog. He changed my life in many ways. His trainer helped me to find God. My service dog was the first glimmer of &lt;strong&gt;hope&lt;/strong&gt; I'd seen in years. There is a passage from Romans, my fave book in the bible, that reads: May the God of &lt;strong&gt;hope&lt;/strong&gt; fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in Him, so that you may overflow with &lt;strong&gt;hope&lt;/strong&gt; by the power of the Holy Spirit...Romans 15:13. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I find that to be a very powerful statement. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I noticed "walk by faith" was also on the canvas. I live by the saying, "walk by faith if not by sight" because my life has been has been so filled with many trying times. I lost a close friend back in October to a homicide, then January another friend died of cancer. Then in February I was in the hospital 17 times with one emergency surgery. I was sent home and then ended up back at the hospital with a raging bacterial infection. It was really a period where I was walking by faith and faith alone. I felt like my faith was the only thing solid I had to hold onto because I knew it would carry me through. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My family is remodeling. This will go in my bedroom. I will send you pictures in about 9 months when the remodel is complete so you can see where your work will finally hang. I want to have artwork to pass down to the children that I one day &lt;strong&gt;hope&lt;/strong&gt; to have."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;you could have knocked me over with a feather. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;her words brought tears to my eyes and &lt;strong&gt;she &lt;/strong&gt;encouraged &lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i let her know that and we have very quickly become friends.&lt;br /&gt;i will continue selling art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god is great, isn't he??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for more inspiration check out &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;imperfect prose on thursdays" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://canvaschild.blogspot.com/2010/08/imperfect-prose-on-thursdays_11.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;on this blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-1459536773724409974?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1459536773724409974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/keepin-hope-alive.html#comment-form' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/1459536773724409974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/1459536773724409974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/keepin-hope-alive.html' title='keepin&apos; hope alive'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TGQoiCmXxLI/AAAAAAAAAzs/e9fjMcENXWc/s72-c/4.28+075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-5179510152054064196</id><published>2010-08-09T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T07:39:37.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>reflection</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TGAoMn7zdmI/AAAAAAAAAzk/Vf9mP5WdtnI/s1600/DSC02934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503442941990106722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TGAoMn7zdmI/AAAAAAAAAzk/Vf9mP5WdtnI/s400/DSC02934.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i have been thinking &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; lately...reflecting.  thinking about my art and what it means in my life, what the purpose of it is.  thinking about other dreams that i have.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when i started making art a year ago, after several months at it, i felt led to open an &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;etsy&lt;/span&gt; shop.  while i have sold some art, it has never been a dream of mine to make and sell art.  never.  having said that, the process i have gone through emotionally and spiritually to start expressing myself creatively and then mustering up the courage to open an &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;etsy&lt;/span&gt; shop and actually sell art has been.....well...invaluable to me as a person.  for my growth.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the last week or so i have been thinking about closing my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;etsy&lt;/span&gt; shop.   and then i sold a canvas yesterday.  one i had made earlier this year, titled "hope".  and i realized i needed to get my eyes off of myself and remember why i am doing this art thing in the first place.  the "hope" is not for me, it is for others.  god has asked me to do this, and i need to keep that in perspective.  i really don't know what prompts someone to buy one of my canvases...where are they in their life?  did it stir them spiritually?  it could be any number of things.  but i have to remember why i do it.  and if sales aren't vigorous, so be it.  if i sell only one canvas a month, so be it.  all i know is that it puts god out there and that is how all of this started...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TGAoMOiyYZI/AAAAAAAAAzc/Wh-Gi4idCRg/s1600/DSC03012.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-5179510152054064196?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5179510152054064196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/reflection.html#comment-form' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/5179510152054064196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/5179510152054064196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/reflection.html' title='reflection'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TGAoMn7zdmI/AAAAAAAAAzk/Vf9mP5WdtnI/s72-c/DSC02934.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-9087923127466843818</id><published>2010-08-03T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T08:33:11.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a mary heart in a martha world</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;hello friends...i have a guest posting today, her name is chrissy, her blog is a delight, and she would like to share about a bible study she is doing...check it out!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hi, I’m Chrissy and I hang out at a little blog called&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.firefliesandhummingbirds.net/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Life’s Not Always Fireflies and Hummingbirds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;. I want to begin by offering a great big thank you to Bev, for allowing me to hijack her blog for a few minutes today, and then I want to invite you to join me in my brand new book club/bible study! When you look closely, it’s easy to see that the lives of us twenty-first century women really aren’t all that different from the lives Mary and Martha lead in the New Testament. We're a lot like Mary because we want to be what God designed us to be, and to worship Him, and to devote our time and energy to His purpose.But boy, life just never slows down, does it? That's when we're like Martha: so tired and weary from trying to keep up with everyone and everything, and then we become a little resentful about all that's asked of us.We know what Jesus expects of us, and that's what we want, too, but how can we just ignore those piles of laundry and those dirty dishes and that barking dog? If we don't take care of them, no one else will!(Isn't that how we all think?!?)That’s why I’m inviting you to join me for my Mary &amp;amp; Martha Book Club and Bible Study! We’ll be reading Joanna Weaver’s book&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1578562589?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=lifesnotalwaf-20&amp;amp;linkCode=as2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325&amp;amp;creativeASIN=1578562589"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Having A Mary Heart in a Martha World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;, beginning with our discussion of chapter one on Wednesday, August 11th. I’d love to have you join us! Just click on over to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.firefliesandhummingbirds.net/search/label/mary%20martha%20book%20club"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;my blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; to get more details! Post my button on your blog to encourage your friends to take part, too!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-9087923127466843818?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/9087923127466843818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/mary-heart-in-martha-world.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/9087923127466843818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/9087923127466843818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/mary-heart-in-martha-world.html' title='a mary heart in a martha world'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-7387478930716992535</id><published>2010-07-30T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T12:07:12.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>art and south lake tahoe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TFMRRh-Y56I/AAAAAAAAAzU/4XSw0Vo57w8/s1600/emerald_bay_lake_tahoe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499758562825004962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TFMRRh-Y56I/AAAAAAAAAzU/4XSw0Vo57w8/s400/emerald_bay_lake_tahoe.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;beautiful lake tahoe...my favorite vacation spot.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i have been coming to this lake since i was a young girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i am having an art retreat at a private condo at this lake...and i want you to be a part of it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; this has been a desire of mine for awhile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i have not found an art retreat that has met my needs, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so god whispered "why don't you create your own?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i thought that was cool...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i prayed for a location...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he provided one.     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when i say art retreat,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; i mean it in the sense that there will be &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;us and our art&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(mixed media, jewelry,photography, scrapbooking, you name it)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lots of different kinds of art...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;learning and sharing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; no formal classes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; but a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;lot&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of exploring &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and hands on activities that are planned...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;at one of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;the &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;most beautiful places in the world...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;who doesn't need &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;a few nights away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;from family, kids, jobs, stress...i know i do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;this is an opportunity to really decompress &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;with other women who have the same interests...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the same heart and soul...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am extending an invitation to you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yes, YOU...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to join us.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the dates are &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;thursday, september 30th-sunday, october 3rd.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;the cost per person for 3 nights stay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;at the condo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;is $15o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(yes, you read that right) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to include food/beverages i stock the condo with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's a very sweet deal i have worked out with the owner of the condo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;who is a longtime family friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the condo is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;on the beach&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;of south lake tahoe at &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lakeland-village.com/resort.php/LAKELAND_VILLAGE/OVERVIEW?s_kwcid=TC12260lakeland%20villageSb5709785169&amp;amp;gclid=CILLj9Pqk6MCFRJjgwoddQbGpA"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;lakeland village resort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; i have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;spots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;  for what promises to be &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;an amazing weekend...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i have prayed for god to bring &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the women he wants to be a part of this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;are you one of them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if you are interested &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;please email me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for all the details &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and we can talk...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:bevfalls@gmail.com"&gt;bevfalls@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-7387478930716992535?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7387478930716992535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/art-and-south-lake-tahoe.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/7387478930716992535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/7387478930716992535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/art-and-south-lake-tahoe.html' title='art and south lake tahoe'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TFMRRh-Y56I/AAAAAAAAAzU/4XSw0Vo57w8/s72-c/emerald_bay_lake_tahoe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-1774127117380618706</id><published>2010-07-28T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T13:48:20.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>love was all around</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TFCNZvP8-XI/AAAAAAAAAzM/QJ778e7ieqs/s1600/jesse+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499050618338998642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TFCNZvP8-XI/AAAAAAAAAzM/QJ778e7ieqs/s400/jesse+053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TFCNZV4klII/AAAAAAAAAzE/030nsVtdWAU/s1600/jesse+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499050611530044546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TFCNZV4klII/AAAAAAAAAzE/030nsVtdWAU/s400/jesse+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TFCNY3-mYXI/AAAAAAAAAy8/NDI60zV_CsA/s1600/jesse+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499050603502264690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TFCNY3-mYXI/AAAAAAAAAy8/NDI60zV_CsA/s400/jesse+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;...the wedding was in a meadow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the groom is the son &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;of our best friends...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we have watched him grow up &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;from baby to man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;our friends &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;joyfully accompanied their son&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;down a grassy aisle...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they all took their place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to wait&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for his beautiful bride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;...the day was perfection...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TFCKTCRDQ3I/AAAAAAAAAy0/xXTaWjr7nm8/s1600/jesse+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-1774127117380618706?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1774127117380618706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/love-was-all-around.html#comment-form' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/1774127117380618706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/1774127117380618706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/love-was-all-around.html' title='love was all around'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TFCNZvP8-XI/AAAAAAAAAzM/QJ778e7ieqs/s72-c/jesse+053.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-3730977771009408316</id><published>2010-07-22T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T17:23:52.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>chosen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TEifzDswpQI/AAAAAAAAAyg/z6AEF8CCkKk/s1600/jul22+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496819044720878850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TEifzDswpQI/AAAAAAAAAyg/z6AEF8CCkKk/s400/jul22+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;you are a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;chosen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; people&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;a royal priesthood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;a holy nation &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;a people belonging to God &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;that you may declare &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;the praises of him &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;who called you out of darkness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;into his wonderful light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;1 peter 2:9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;chose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;******************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;today begins "imperfect prose" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;at &lt;a href="http://canvaschild.blogspot.com/2010/07/imperfect-prose-on-thursdays.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;hush of the moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;to quote emily &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"each week, let's meet and find redemption &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;in the grace of the other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;et's be broken on canvas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;on material &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;on paper &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;on screen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;together... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;for God is there." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://canvaschild.blogspot.com/2010/07/imperfect-prose-on-thursdays.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;join us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt; ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-3730977771009408316?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3730977771009408316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/chosen.html#comment-form' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/3730977771009408316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/3730977771009408316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/chosen.html' title='chosen'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TEifzDswpQI/AAAAAAAAAyg/z6AEF8CCkKk/s72-c/jul22+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-7240162818651551249</id><published>2010-07-20T11:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T11:21:47.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i got my mojo workin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TEXl0rOsJXI/AAAAAAAAAyY/R2tH6-J472Y/s1600/jul20+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496051613395854706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TEXl0rOsJXI/AAAAAAAAAyY/R2tH6-J472Y/s400/jul20+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TEXl0KgDNHI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/T6Suk-_52n4/s1600/jul20+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496051604610298994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TEXl0KgDNHI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/T6Suk-_52n4/s400/jul20+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i have been so out of sync &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;since the kids and grandkids moved in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's been two weeks(yikes!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;since i have created a canvas!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;nothing would come to me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;when i sat at my art table.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;nothing came to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;when i wasn't at my art table.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at times i just kind of went through the motions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for the discipline of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;feeling pretty uninspired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this morning i woke up &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and it was back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my mojo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's workin' again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;***&lt;/strong&gt; i did a happy dance &lt;strong&gt;***&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-7240162818651551249?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7240162818651551249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-got-my-mojo-workin.html#comment-form' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/7240162818651551249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/7240162818651551249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-got-my-mojo-workin.html' title='i got my mojo workin&apos;'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TEXl0rOsJXI/AAAAAAAAAyY/R2tH6-J472Y/s72-c/jul20+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-8059614287738361812</id><published>2010-07-16T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T09:25:23.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>simple things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TECFMrTaZgI/AAAAAAAAAyI/DsQgdoGFW7I/s1600/poppies+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494537998221075970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TECFMrTaZgI/AAAAAAAAAyI/DsQgdoGFW7I/s400/poppies+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; today i am celebrating the simple things &lt;div align="center"&gt;details that make up the tenderness of our lives&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;raindrops on flower petals&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sound of the sprinklers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;strength of my husband's hands&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;an apology&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;gummy, drooling baby smile&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;flickering candlelight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;laundry on the clothesline&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;folding that laundry while standing on the lawn...barefoot&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;flip flops&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;that perfect sunlight for that perfect shot&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;first cup of coffee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;smell of summer rainstorm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;comfortable bed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;souls that connect online&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;glass of wine...on the deck...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt; after work&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;snow falling&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;silence&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;stillness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;whispers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;from god&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am also celebrating the birthday of sweet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;christina&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;from &lt;a href="http://soulaperture.blogspot.com/2010/07/celebration.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;soul aperture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she is having a beautiful party&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i think you should join her&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://soulaperture.blogspot.com/2010/07/celebration.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;there is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; much loveliness there &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you will not be disappointed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-8059614287738361812?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8059614287738361812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/simple-things.html#comment-form' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/8059614287738361812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/8059614287738361812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/simple-things.html' title='simple things'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TECFMrTaZgI/AAAAAAAAAyI/DsQgdoGFW7I/s72-c/poppies+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-5574092392108522548</id><published>2010-07-15T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T10:14:14.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet friendship</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;my friend eva is posting an interview with me, on her blog today...you can check it out &lt;a href="http://sacredheartist.blogspot.com/2010/07/interview-with-beautiful-bev.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this is not my first interview and being naive about these things, i did not post my other interviewers blog when they posted the interview(my apologies), i didn't even mention that i was being interviewed on my own blog!...so visit &lt;a href="http://sacredheartist.blogspot.com/2010/07/interview-with-beautiful-bev.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;eva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;today...you will find out a little more about me, and a lot about her and her art...she is a beautiful flyer!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wanted to say thank you to each and everyone of you who have given me so much encouragement and support these last few days, it means so very, very much to me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-5574092392108522548?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5574092392108522548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/sweet-friendship.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/5574092392108522548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/5574092392108522548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/sweet-friendship.html' title='sweet friendship'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-1757307230540777707</id><published>2010-07-14T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T12:45:06.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>three little words</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TD4L7t1Q-iI/AAAAAAAAAyA/dQVHp0nz2Wo/s1600/4.28+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493841715981777442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TD4L7t1Q-iI/AAAAAAAAAyA/dQVHp0nz2Wo/s400/4.28+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is a necklace of mine.  i have had it for years and the chain broke, so in the jewelry box it went.  i was rummaging through the box this morning...i spotted this and i thought about how much these three little words have meant to me, and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;how much they mean right now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.   in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;love &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;we have our kids and grand kids living with us.  we &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;trust &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;god for the strength and fortitude to go through this time of their lives with them, and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;faith&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that god has some amazing things in store....because right now the realities for all of us are sinking in(the grand kids are fine, it's the adults that are fumbling!).  it has been a week, they are moved in, and we are all feeling displaced, trying to navigate our way through this.  just being real here, my friends.  we know we have made the right decision, but there are and will be adjustments...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for me, i don't have my usual routine and i am feeling a bit displaced.  my art room is now the boys play room....and that is how i want it.  they have gone from having their own room to sharing, and they need an extra space to call their own and to put their toys and things.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so i am in the process of setting up my art elsewhere,  and it will give me more privacy anyway.  as soon as i get it set up, sit down, turn on the tunes, start makin' art, i'll be fine. and i'll be soaring again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;xo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-1757307230540777707?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1757307230540777707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/three-little-words.html#comment-form' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/1757307230540777707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/1757307230540777707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/three-little-words.html' title='three little words'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TD4L7t1Q-iI/AAAAAAAAAyA/dQVHp0nz2Wo/s72-c/4.28+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-2475742915573770608</id><published>2010-07-09T10:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T11:44:07.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>don't worry...bout a thing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TDdhEshoLYI/AAAAAAAAAx4/2-NCa1OVeF8/s1600/jul9+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491965003901185410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TDdhEshoLYI/AAAAAAAAAx4/2-NCa1OVeF8/s400/jul9+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;remnant of this morning's brief thunderstorm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;can ya see it??? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohhhh yea, god's promise....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;every little thing gonna be alright....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-2475742915573770608?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2475742915573770608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/every-little-thing-gonna-be-all-right.html#comment-form' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/2475742915573770608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/2475742915573770608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/every-little-thing-gonna-be-all-right.html' title='don&apos;t worry...bout a thing...'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TDdhEshoLYI/AAAAAAAAAx4/2-NCa1OVeF8/s72-c/jul9+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-442646671720161153</id><published>2010-07-08T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T10:32:46.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>asking for prayer</title><content type='html'>i wasn't sure if i was going to share this or not, but this blog is all about being &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;real.  and true.  and authentic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  i realize that what has taken place the last few days of this week has kept me from being here, i haven't posted since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt;...and i want to connect...so the best thing is to be............&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;real.  and true.  and authentic.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am asking for prayer for our family....this economy has hit the lives of our kids...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hard&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.  our oldest son was laid off his job with &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;intel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;over a year ago.  since that time work for him has been sporadic at best.  our daughter-in-law has worked part-time, and goes to school...is one semester away from getting her bachelors degree.  she is now out of work as well.  our youngest son is struggling with steady work, but thankfully his living arrangements aren't at risk.&lt;br /&gt;it is necessary, at this time, to have our oldest son, daughter-in-law, and our 2 sweet grandsons move in with us.   the part that is hard right now is to see how this has affected them over time.  they are emotionally broken.  no matter how old your kids are, you still want to hold them in your arms and "make it better". &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;  these are hard times, and hard life issues. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; our grandsons are happy as clams coming to live with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nammie&lt;/span&gt; and papa....but the reality for them is there will be new schools, they will miss their friends...there will be challenges around the changes in their lives. &lt;br /&gt;that having been said...our faith is strong, we love each other like crazy.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;shelby&lt;/span&gt; and i are supportive of them.  the kids are a very functional family unit, and they are hard workers.   there will be days where we will be basking in the glow, and days where we will drive each other crazy.  we aren't living in la-la land thinking this will be all fun and games (although there will be some of that going on).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;soooooo&lt;/span&gt;....my dear friends.....just keep us in your prayers 'cause this family is in for a wild ride!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-442646671720161153?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/442646671720161153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/asking-for-prayer.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/442646671720161153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/442646671720161153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/asking-for-prayer.html' title='asking for prayer'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-2433380973290878791</id><published>2010-07-04T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T08:30:39.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet land of liberty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TDCl3I-EQAI/AAAAAAAAAxw/tl3cR-e3I0o/s1600/DSC02759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490070312483831810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TDCl3I-EQAI/AAAAAAAAAxw/tl3cR-e3I0o/s400/DSC02759.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;***happy day of independence***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;laugh..pray...eat...love...laugh and play some more...and be safe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-2433380973290878791?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2433380973290878791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/sweet-land-of-liberty.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/2433380973290878791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/2433380973290878791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/sweet-land-of-liberty.html' title='sweet land of liberty'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TDCl3I-EQAI/AAAAAAAAAxw/tl3cR-e3I0o/s72-c/DSC02759.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-3318123143003933823</id><published>2010-07-02T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T12:38:07.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>believe it</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TC4kb7Wrt4I/AAAAAAAAAxo/bKiB06pc1EU/s1600/DSC02801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489365058019112834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TC4kb7Wrt4I/AAAAAAAAAxo/bKiB06pc1EU/s400/DSC02801.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TC4karmkjRI/AAAAAAAAAxg/Kk2GxYIn62g/s1600/DSC02816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489365036610915602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TC4karmkjRI/AAAAAAAAAxg/Kk2GxYIn62g/s400/DSC02816.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; just for you...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/soulblessings"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;in my shop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;**********************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TC4iKkzjyDI/AAAAAAAAAxY/U1n8gFqQ8ow/s1600/DSC02828.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i am so excited about these two canvases i just finished, and put in my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;etsy&lt;/span&gt; shop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;it seems i am finding my style. finding my groove...after my meltdown last week...having the time away to get perspective was so very healing. the inner critic has quieted down. and when it did show up, i was able to shush it away. i am feeling more confidence each time i paint. all of you creative ones know exactly what i am talking about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i feel more at peace right now than i have in a while...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that peace in my heart is what inspired the art &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am showing you today...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i want you to know how much your encouragement and your kind words have really helped me to get to where i am feeling today...an extraordinary community has been formed from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kelly&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;rae's&lt;/span&gt; class, and with others that are just out there in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;blogland&lt;/span&gt; trying to find their way...we are all here for each other, and &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is a gift from god...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TC4iKNiFxEI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/ynRqYCmIr2c/s1600/DSC02828.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TC4f62DTDlI/AAAAAAAAAxI/UNXTwlnjF_I/s1600/DSC02816.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-3318123143003933823?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3318123143003933823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/believe-it.html#comment-form' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/3318123143003933823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/3318123143003933823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/believe-it.html' title='believe it'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TC4kb7Wrt4I/AAAAAAAAAxo/bKiB06pc1EU/s72-c/DSC02801.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-9178968808014811352</id><published>2010-07-01T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T12:59:02.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>chillin'...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TCzt9_ligRI/AAAAAAAAAxA/zM-z9Vp2ngw/s1600/may17+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489023695154479378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TCzt9_ligRI/AAAAAAAAAxA/zM-z9Vp2ngw/s400/may17+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TCzpVqtXcVI/AAAAAAAAAw4/mLW_4WX9-ow/s1600/may17+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i don't know about you, but i am gearing up for this weekend...friday and monday off...lots of time in this chair. in the back yard. reading a delicious book (re-reading &lt;em&gt;east of eden&lt;/em&gt; by steinbeck)...there will be some bb-que-ing, wine drinking, luscious food eating, and sparkler lighting going on...and of course, as much art time as possible...woo hoo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;tell me your plans for the 4th.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-9178968808014811352?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/9178968808014811352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/chillin.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/9178968808014811352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/9178968808014811352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/chillin.html' title='chillin&apos;...'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TCzt9_ligRI/AAAAAAAAAxA/zM-z9Vp2ngw/s72-c/may17+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-3223543926595713603</id><published>2010-06-30T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T09:18:25.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cupcakes or...bread and water</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TCtrGpuM3II/AAAAAAAAAww/J6OnpqE5Vmo/s1600/cupcake.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488598332904103042" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TCtrGpuM3II/AAAAAAAAAww/J6OnpqE5Vmo/s400/cupcake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want. I can do everything through him who gives me strength.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;philippians&lt;/span&gt; 4: 12-13&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i am pretty sure &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;paul&lt;/span&gt; wasn't talking about missing cupcakes when he wrote this...so whether you are having cupcakes...or struggling and having bread and water...god will see you through my friend...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;he loves you so very much...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;visit &lt;a href="http://internetcafedevotions.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;for some of god's love on this word-filled &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wednesday&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-3223543926595713603?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3223543926595713603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/cupcakes-orbread-and-water.html#comment-form' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/3223543926595713603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/3223543926595713603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/cupcakes-orbread-and-water.html' title='cupcakes or...bread and water'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TCtrGpuM3II/AAAAAAAAAww/J6OnpqE5Vmo/s72-c/cupcake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-2910078461134179210</id><published>2010-06-28T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T10:23:33.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>perspective</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TCjFnx6BcII/AAAAAAAAAwQ/xCzuiFdlETg/s1600/jun26+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487853433153220738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TCjFnx6BcII/AAAAAAAAAwQ/xCzuiFdlETg/s400/jun26+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;before i start, thank you to all of you who left comments last week when i was so weary...such encouragement and goodness.  &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thank you so, so much.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;  i left here last thursday to head up to the mountains...amazing what 4 days of rest will do.  god is so good.  i spent alot of quiet time with him, walking through some beautiful wooded canyons, sitting by the campfire, by the lake.  i feel so renewed...and have a better understanding and perspective of where he is taking me on my art journey.  sometimes things get all jumbled up inside my head, and i run too far ahead of him....he very lovingly brings me back where i belong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i also love the talks my husband and i have when we are away like that.  talks about your life in the here and now, and your future.  where it's headed, where you want to go.  we talked more about our dream of selling the house and  hitting the road in our trailer full time...to see this beautiful country we live in...it's becoming more of a reality when we retire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*********************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i sat at my art table this morning to continue working on a collage i started last week.  nothing came together.  i left the table, ok with the fact that it just wasn't  happening.  while i was in the bathroom drying my hair, god gave me a verse and a design idea.  i stopped drying my hair, went to the table, laid down the embellishments and there it was.  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love it when that happens...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; where does your inspiration come from?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-2910078461134179210?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2910078461134179210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/perspective.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/2910078461134179210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/2910078461134179210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/perspective.html' title='perspective'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TCjFnx6BcII/AAAAAAAAAwQ/xCzuiFdlETg/s72-c/jun26+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-3887772217912609771</id><published>2010-06-24T06:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T08:35:23.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>come to me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TCNX46NnbVI/AAAAAAAAAwI/Zjok5EqEa7E/s1600/DSC02122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486325406278053202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TCNX46NnbVI/AAAAAAAAAwI/Zjok5EqEa7E/s400/DSC02122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this has been a tough week for me. how easy it is to get caught up in the passion of making art for god, of doing this blog, of having an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;etsy&lt;/span&gt; shop. juggling a full time job, all the responsibilities of running a household, the stuff of life. how easy to get away from the real heart of it all. i find myself getting so consumed by the number of hits on my shop, the number of hits on my blog, did i sell anything today, why didn't i sell anything today. my art sucks!! why am i bothering!!! i hear myself encouraging others, then i do this to myself!! my inner critic is showing up every time i try to paint the last few days. this morning as i sat on the couch, i came across something in my bible that i printed quite a while ago. the basic content was about being with god. and where god meets you, where you meet him. i hear god best in the stillness. in the quiet. and as of late, when i have been there, my head is clamoring, clanging ....work. kids. finances. future. just the stuff. it's like i have been meeting him in my spot i go to every morning, but my heart hasn't been there. i haven't connected with him. i have been coming physically, but not mentally or spiritually. and not intentionally. just distracted. this morning i heard his whispers..."come to me"...i realized then how weary i really am. just from life. and how &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;life stuff&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; can break my connection with him. sometimes i resent &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;we leave this afternoon for the high lakes, returning &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt;. i can hardly wait. our first camp trip of the summer. i know while we are there i will get some clarity, some renewing. i need to unplug(electronically)and recharge(spiritually).&lt;br /&gt;my prayer is this: if you are feeling some of this in your life, take some time and recharge...be good to yourself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love and hugs to you...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the photo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: in may, we visited the canyon in our hometown in southern california.  parts of where we lived(when we were first married)had burned last fall, including the house we lived in(so sad).  while we were driving, we came around a bend, and this cross was on the hill...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-3887772217912609771?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3887772217912609771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/come-to-me.html#comment-form' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/3887772217912609771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/3887772217912609771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/come-to-me.html' title='come to me'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TCNX46NnbVI/AAAAAAAAAwI/Zjok5EqEa7E/s72-c/DSC02122.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-8611237941378567260</id><published>2010-06-22T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T08:21:13.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>word-filled wednesday....comfort</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TCFKanzCnqI/AAAAAAAAAwA/DuEKwvMIq-g/s1600/DSC02615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485747642334092962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TCFKanzCnqI/AAAAAAAAAwA/DuEKwvMIq-g/s400/DSC02615.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love quilts. i love to buy them and make them. i cuddle up with them. they comfort me. that's what god's love does for me. it brings me comfort, and wraps me up.... &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;may your unfailing love be my comfort, according to your promise to your servant. let your compassion come to me that i may live, for your law is my delight...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;psalm 119: 76-77&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;visit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://internetcafedevotions.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; for encouragement on this word-filled wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-8611237941378567260?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8611237941378567260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/comfort.html#comment-form' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/8611237941378567260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/8611237941378567260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/comfort.html' title='word-filled wednesday....comfort'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TCFKanzCnqI/AAAAAAAAAwA/DuEKwvMIq-g/s72-c/DSC02615.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-2806393969958357434</id><published>2010-06-22T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T10:55:35.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TCC_VhTJRaI/AAAAAAAAAv4/XYOg-whZlyU/s1600/DSC02606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485594722574091682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TCC_VhTJRaI/AAAAAAAAAv4/XYOg-whZlyU/s400/DSC02606.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have an 8 year old grandson...just turned 8. he is an artist. he was here on sunday and saw something i have on my art table. the words are from artist &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/42583651/there-is-nothing-wrong-with-you"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;mati rose&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. he asked me why i have this on my table. i explained to him that i am really hard on myself sometimes in life and in art. he said to me, very matter of factly..."i know, i do that with my art. isn't it exhausting"?!! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;out of the mouths of babes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the demons start early don't they? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he then made this...painstakingly following the lines with his 8-year old cursive...tracing some metal embellishments he found laying around on the table. a gift...to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;big&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sigh....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hugs to you dear friends...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-2806393969958357434?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2806393969958357434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/sweet-love.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/2806393969958357434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/2806393969958357434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/sweet-love.html' title='sweet love'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TCC_VhTJRaI/AAAAAAAAAv4/XYOg-whZlyU/s72-c/DSC02606.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-8064637188610856962</id><published>2010-06-18T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T08:48:33.724-07:00</updated><title type='text'>goodness and a giveaway</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TBuSOxnoqQI/AAAAAAAAAvw/85lo5elICxs/s1600/counters-32-300x225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484137753789114626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TBuSOxnoqQI/AAAAAAAAAvw/85lo5elICxs/s400/counters-32-300x225.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://internetcafedevotions.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Internet Cafe Devotions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;today i want to share about this inspirational website.  i stumbled upon it(&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;translate: god brought me to it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;)just several weeks ago, and i have teamed up with these wonderful ladies to bring forward all the lord has for you!  there is a ton of goodness &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;goin&lt;/span&gt;' on...new look to the website, wonderful devotionals, women with a strong love for the lord...right now they are having a giveaway and one of my canvases is part of the magic...there are some lovelies to be had, so take a look...grab a cup of coffee and soak in all god has for you over &lt;a href="http://internetcafedevotions.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-8064637188610856962?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8064637188610856962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/goodness-and-giveaway.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/8064637188610856962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/8064637188610856962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/goodness-and-giveaway.html' title='goodness and a giveaway'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TBuSOxnoqQI/AAAAAAAAAvw/85lo5elICxs/s72-c/counters-32-300x225.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-6741583678343315396</id><published>2010-06-17T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T09:15:06.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>liberated</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TBpDtx_uhII/AAAAAAAAAvo/2vLzB9NbsZo/s1600/jun17+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483769950070801538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TBpDtx_uhII/AAAAAAAAAvo/2vLzB9NbsZo/s400/jun17+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;for sale in my &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/soulblessings"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;etsy shop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am &lt;em&gt;astounded&lt;/em&gt; at what god is doing in my life. when we really just let go and ask him, with pure motives to lead us....everything changes...the blessings come. the soul blessings. the abilities that we have buried erupt. the conciousness of him becomes even greater. ever-present. i am truly humbled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he is really rocking my world right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-6741583678343315396?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6741583678343315396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/liberated.html#comment-form' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/6741583678343315396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/6741583678343315396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/liberated.html' title='liberated'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TBpDtx_uhII/AAAAAAAAAvo/2vLzB9NbsZo/s72-c/jun17+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-1548277209670152548</id><published>2010-06-16T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T08:36:46.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>unleashed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TBjZ2dSojAI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/jYy81cln7oY/s1600/DSC02485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483372075922525186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TBjZ2dSojAI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/jYy81cln7oY/s400/DSC02485.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;i have chosen the way of truth; i have set my heart on your laws. i hold fast to your statutes, o lord; do not let me be put to shame.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i run in the path of your commands, for you have set my heart free...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;psalm 119: 30-32&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;god has helped me loose the chains that bind...i am so very grateful today.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;visit &lt;a href="http://internetcafedevotions.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to be encouraged on this word-filled wednesday...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-1548277209670152548?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1548277209670152548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/unleashed.html#comment-form' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/1548277209670152548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/1548277209670152548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/unleashed.html' title='unleashed'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TBjZ2dSojAI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/jYy81cln7oY/s72-c/DSC02485.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-6223853004319794615</id><published>2010-06-14T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T19:15:19.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>let's party</title><content type='html'>my grandson is turning 8 on june 15, sunday was his birthday party. it was &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;such&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; a fun day...i am posting more pictures than i normally would, i am totally in &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nammie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(what my grandsons so lovingly call me) mode right now! it was quite warm yesterday(hit 98) and we were at the perfect spot...on the lawn, by the water area, with a breeze that brought some of the water mist over...&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TBZcJuP9qwI/AAAAAAAAAvA/dxTPnCPLBLU/s1600/jun13+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482670918473722626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TBZcJuP9qwI/AAAAAAAAAvA/dxTPnCPLBLU/s400/jun13+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TBZcJA4VbuI/AAAAAAAAAu4/HkdEMt0NmPY/s1600/jun13+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482670906295021282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TBZcJA4VbuI/AAAAAAAAAu4/HkdEMt0NmPY/s400/jun13+004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; birthday boy...8 years old...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TBZcI2civHI/AAAAAAAAAuw/8AwhbTX02ac/s1600/jun13+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482670903494098034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TBZcI2civHI/AAAAAAAAAuw/8AwhbTX02ac/s400/jun13+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; youngest grandson...he's 4...ice cream on a stick had blue food coloring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TBZcIATHNpI/AAAAAAAAAuo/a_vRJSwh3RU/s1600/jun13+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482670888959030930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TBZcIATHNpI/AAAAAAAAAuo/a_vRJSwh3RU/s400/jun13+013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sat under this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TBZbjN395oI/AAAAAAAAAug/bKs2LHGWGPM/s1600/jun13+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482670256948110978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TBZbjN395oI/AAAAAAAAAug/bKs2LHGWGPM/s400/jun13+021.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; so&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; being boys... &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TBZbiomdmwI/AAAAAAAAAuY/fhigUGfQLkw/s1600/jun13+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482670246942579458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TBZbiomdmwI/AAAAAAAAAuY/fhigUGfQLkw/s400/jun13+058.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;these were &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;torn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; into in typical boy fashion...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TBZbiJk-aJI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/H-xEeQ0dpoQ/s1600/jun13+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482670238614841490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TBZbiJk-aJI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/H-xEeQ0dpoQ/s400/jun13+082.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; opening the card i made him...he loved it...he is an artist too and appreciates handmade things...&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TBZbhvmZZII/AAAAAAAAAuI/4pvbGjLDvLs/s1600/jun13+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482670231641482370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TBZbhvmZZII/AAAAAAAAAuI/4pvbGjLDvLs/s400/jun13+034.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lusciousness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TBZbhMx6SHI/AAAAAAAAAuA/iEjyoN_A3JI/s1600/jun13+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482670222294534258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TBZbhMx6SHI/AAAAAAAAAuA/iEjyoN_A3JI/s400/jun13+043.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; oh yeah baby...&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TBZadlTO41I/AAAAAAAAAt4/kq_Da-mw6Fo/s1600/jun13+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482669060645643090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TBZadlTO41I/AAAAAAAAAt4/kq_Da-mw6Fo/s400/jun13+053.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;controlled chaos...&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TBZadBkty6I/AAAAAAAAAtw/pwYwLMyUZpk/s1600/jun13+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482669051055295394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TBZadBkty6I/AAAAAAAAAtw/pwYwLMyUZpk/s400/jun13+007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this seriously made me wish i had had a suit on...&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TBZacr8C8gI/AAAAAAAAAto/6JGpIy6CP9o/s1600/jun13+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482669045247570434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TBZacr8C8gI/AAAAAAAAAto/6JGpIy6CP9o/s400/jun13+065.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;contemplating his next move...&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TBZacK-BXAI/AAAAAAAAAtg/BBUMH76yPTk/s1600/jun13+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482669036397485058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TBZacK-BXAI/AAAAAAAAAtg/BBUMH76yPTk/s400/jun13+069.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; gotta love boys...&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TBZabUvuJMI/AAAAAAAAAtY/CNv3DGamxV0/s1600/jun13+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482669021841990850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TBZabUvuJMI/AAAAAAAAAtY/CNv3DGamxV0/s400/jun13+073.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481557611653904178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TBJnmvJ4NzI/AAAAAAAAAro/adwo2_MeHGw/s400/jun11+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i took this photo this morning. the moment was lovelier for me than this photo conveys. i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt; love early morning. everything is renewed. i have energy. lots of it. i love it when i am home and i just start &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gettin&lt;/span&gt;' in to what needs to be done around the house. i am more "artfully" productive during the day as well...i pretty much start going down hill around 4-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt;...i am not a high energy person, never have been. so if something needs to be done, it will get done the first part of the day. when i was a young mom, it was the opposite!!! i so remember the nights of staying up late to work on projects while the boys slept so peacefully(or not!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a work day...after i get home from work...productive??? not so much. yes, i will cook a meal, start a load of laundry...but hard labor is out of the question. no cleaning the bathroom, scrubbing floors. no, no. none of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i am curious to know when your most productive time is...when do you swing the highest??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-5707572980649768627?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5707572980649768627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/best-part-of-my-day.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/5707572980649768627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/5707572980649768627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/best-part-of-my-day.html' title='best part of my day'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TBJnmvJ4NzI/AAAAAAAAAro/adwo2_MeHGw/s72-c/jun11+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-6203024161817840566</id><published>2010-06-09T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T09:30:10.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'>word-filled wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TA-oT-G_YFI/AAAAAAAAArc/hccRYfR6D5I/s1600/DSC01894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480784332576481362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TA-oT-G_YFI/AAAAAAAAArc/hccRYfR6D5I/s400/DSC01894.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; if you haven't discovered &lt;a href="http://internetcafedevotions.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; website, you must visit! very inspirational posts going on over there...and today is "word-filled wednesday"...and i would like to share this verse with you... &lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;your beauty should not come from outward adornment, such as braided hair and the wearing of gold jewelry and fine clothes. instead, it should be that of your inner self, the unfading beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit, which is of great work in god's sight...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1 peter 3:3-4&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;share with me some of &lt;em&gt;your&lt;/em&gt; beauty...what is god doing with your inner self? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-6203024161817840566?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6203024161817840566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/word-filled-wednesday.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/6203024161817840566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/6203024161817840566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/word-filled-wednesday.html' title='word-filled wednesday'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TA-oT-G_YFI/AAAAAAAAArc/hccRYfR6D5I/s72-c/DSC01894.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-4571409013237948542</id><published>2010-06-06T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T21:23:00.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>keep making art</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TAxRLQ76vYI/AAAAAAAAArE/BnKKLsQB1SE/s1600/DSC02324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479844100569742722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TAxRLQ76vYI/AAAAAAAAArE/BnKKLsQB1SE/s400/DSC02324.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TAxRK9byy1I/AAAAAAAAAq8/QQ7GuSZ_z3U/s1600/DSC02333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479844095334730578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TAxRK9byy1I/AAAAAAAAAq8/QQ7GuSZ_z3U/s400/DSC02333.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 10 x 10 canvas...in my &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/soulblessings"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;etsy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;shop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;******************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;shelby&lt;/span&gt; and i had a great time with our grandsons on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt;. we took them to a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;BMX&lt;/span&gt; track, they rode their bikes there for about an hour. we then went to the show to see "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;shrek&lt;/span&gt; forever after". it was cute, had a good message. but holy cow!!!...we spent more on snacks then on the admission!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;**********************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;today was a beautiful day...although by the time i was ready to do art it had warmed up &lt;em&gt;too&lt;/em&gt; much, and the air was so still, not a breeze whatsoever. i decided to stay indoors at my art table. with a fan. it was much more comfortable than being outside on the deck. the verse god gave me for this piece really spoke to my heart as i am on this journey of making art to &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; glorify him &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; encourage &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; others. at times i jump ahead of him and have these ideas which i think are so great. but they are my ideas. not his. i know without a doubt that he wants me to do this creative biz, i just need to do it his way, not mine. his timing, not mine. sometimes i get carried away and forget...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;**********************&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;judging by the comments i got with regard to your art area, sounds like some of us are, or have had to make do. in the past, i did art at the dining room table, which was a pain, which seems what some of you are dealing with. we have a very large living room, so i put the dining room table in there, put a large folding table in the dining room, and that is where i do art now. the room has 3 large windows which i just love(i understand what you mean about lots of light &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;leslie&lt;/span&gt;, gotta have it). i have a tall bookcase, some storage bins and my stereo. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; good to go! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;...i do know how you feel about having to make do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;just keep making your art, don't ever give up on that. you need it, and so does the world...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-4571409013237948542?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4571409013237948542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/10x10-canvas.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/4571409013237948542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/4571409013237948542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/10x10-canvas.html' title='keep making art'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TAxRLQ76vYI/AAAAAAAAArE/BnKKLsQB1SE/s72-c/DSC02324.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-917745222211953961</id><published>2010-06-04T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T10:17:19.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>friday rocks</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478960717791022434" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TAktvnpAzWI/AAAAAAAAAqs/Sv-kA0J7bhQ/s400/poppies+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;oh happy day...friday is here and for me that means the end of the work week. saturday will be spent with our sweet grandsons while our son and daughter-in-law do their thing. sunday is not planned, which is just the way i like it. that leaves the door open for doing art. i think i will move some art supplies on to the deck table and do art outside... doesn't that sound delicious!! nice glass of iced tea, good music to inspire. hard to be &lt;em&gt;inside&lt;/em&gt; when the weather is going to be so gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;ok. i do think i just planned my sunday...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...let me ask you...&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;where do you create, what does your space look like?? do you love it, hate it, wanna change it, clean it up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;share with me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TAkspCeeoPI/AAAAAAAAAqk/gLPGm7QJmOU/s1600/may6+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TAksaidFJyI/AAAAAAAAAqc/u4QiA4PrDA0/s1600/4.30+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TAksNcCXjtI/AAAAAAAAAqU/mw3nZprNaqI/s1600/4.25+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TAkqliWjicI/AAAAAAAAAqM/wmevFd3putU/s1600/4.25+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-917745222211953961?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/917745222211953961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/friday-rocks.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/917745222211953961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/917745222211953961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/friday-rocks.html' title='friday rocks'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TAktvnpAzWI/AAAAAAAAAqs/Sv-kA0J7bhQ/s72-c/poppies+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-16228062301660386</id><published>2010-06-02T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T13:44:18.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>feelin' groovy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TAZ1wJyuCJI/AAAAAAAAApc/_RpdgA4Q4zc/s1600/DSC02236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478195466865608850" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TAZ1wJyuCJI/AAAAAAAAApc/_RpdgA4Q4zc/s400/DSC02236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i have had &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;the&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; best morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*while drinking my morning coffee all i could hear were bird songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*put in some great tunes and painted for 2 hours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i painted intuitively with no planning of any kind. i am learning to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you had time to be creative today? if you haven't, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;make&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; the time. seriously. it's great mental health therapy (you probably already know that).&lt;br /&gt;i am diggin' kelly rae's creative business class, yes i am!! there is so much wisdom and depth to what she is sharing. if you haven't signed up for this &lt;a href="http://kellyraeroberts.com/ecourses/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;e-course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, there is still time. it is already changing me and my art-life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you gain strength, courage, and confidence by every experience in which you really stop to look fear in the face. you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;must&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; do the thing which you think you cannot do... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-eleanor roosevelt&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;be good to yourself today......oh, and be sure to check &lt;a href="http://kindovermatter.blogspot.com/2010/06/your-work-is-to-discover-your-work-then.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-16228062301660386?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/16228062301660386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/feelin-groovy.html#comment-form' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/16228062301660386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/16228062301660386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/feelin-groovy.html' title='feelin&apos; groovy'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TAZ1wJyuCJI/AAAAAAAAApc/_RpdgA4Q4zc/s72-c/DSC02236.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-8633870374205477858</id><published>2010-05-31T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T17:51:16.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>clarity</title><content type='html'>these windows are in my living room and look out into my front yard.  i do alot of reflecting and thinking while sitting on the couch.  in this room. looking out those windows...which leads me up to this post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TAQ87x7WcaI/AAAAAAAAAnU/nososaEc-FA/s1600/DSC02216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477570044501586338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TAQ87x7WcaI/AAAAAAAAAnU/nososaEc-FA/s400/DSC02216.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"the deepest secret is that life is not a process of discovery, but a process of creation. you are not discovering yourself but creating yourself anew. seek, therefore, not to find out who you are, seek to determine what you want to be."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-neale donald walsch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"seek to determine what you want to be"&lt;/span&gt;....i want to be an artist. i AM an artist!! i want to bring glory to god through my art, encouraging others, and making money while doing it(as kelly said, we do need to eat, afterall). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i said it out loud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ordinarycourage.com/my-blog/2010/5/25/more-honesty-less-how-to.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i wrote the previous words this morning, after digesting the first post from kelly rae's &lt;a href="http://kellyraeroberts.com/ecourses/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;e-course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, which i read yesterday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;then i read today's post, probably about 90 minutes ago. it spoke of facing our fears. i then visited brene brown's &lt;a href="http://www.ordinarycourage.com/my-blog/2010/5/25/more-honesty-less-how-to.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;to watch a video which was part of kelly's post reference. i am sitting here...totally and completely blown away, lump in my throat over all i have read and watched.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;all i can say is god is doing great things in me and through me. for me and for his purpose. i can feel it. i can sense it. and i welcome it... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-8633870374205477858?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8633870374205477858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-heart-is-full-right-now.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/8633870374205477858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/8633870374205477858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-heart-is-full-right-now.html' title='clarity'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TAQ87x7WcaI/AAAAAAAAAnU/nososaEc-FA/s72-c/DSC02216.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-6827575786633291564</id><published>2010-05-26T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T11:28:04.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S_1Jw7e1m4I/AAAAAAAAAnE/ZNuQ3s5wZvY/s1600/ATT00011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 282px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475613826901973890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S_1Jw7e1m4I/AAAAAAAAAnE/ZNuQ3s5wZvY/s400/ATT00011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;memorial day....remember those who sacrificed &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;for us&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S_1Jwu4QB9I/AAAAAAAAAm8/0XxdKEhk058/s1600/DSC02166.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;... &lt;div&gt;and take some time to be good to yourself...i do love the 3-day weekend when you take friday off and make it 4 in a row, which is what i have done...and this weekend we have &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no plans. no schedule. no company.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;what are your plans this weekend??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S_1He8GFzVI/AAAAAAAAAms/ABx3N23Eqnc/s1600/ATT00011.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S_0hWlVJeLI/AAAAAAAAAmk/XkIYp579-jI/s1600/DSC02166.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-6827575786633291564?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6827575786633291564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/takin-it-easy.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/6827575786633291564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/6827575786633291564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/takin-it-easy.html' title='the weekend'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S_1Jw7e1m4I/AAAAAAAAAnE/ZNuQ3s5wZvY/s72-c/ATT00011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-6133869002571070143</id><published>2010-05-24T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T13:58:04.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this made me giggle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S_qL2J6BgrI/AAAAAAAAAmc/9oMj4yS2Ios/s1600/DSC02127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474842059510743730" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S_qL2J6BgrI/AAAAAAAAAmc/9oMj4yS2Ios/s400/DSC02127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; we have been in southern california since thursday of last week, got home yesterday afternoon. we spent some time driving through our hometown, and as we did, we came upon this...not bumps, not undulations, but humps...hadn't seen that before...it definitely got our attention, which was the point, i'm sure!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S_qICX1JonI/AAAAAAAAAmU/-mRJoMSC_sU/s1600/DSC02089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474837871360320114" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S_qICX1JonI/AAAAAAAAAmU/-mRJoMSC_sU/s400/DSC02089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; these geraniums are in my father-in-law's back yard. they are orange...not orange and yellow...the sun was coming up, the morning light hit them just right, they were so beautiful! jumped right up and grabbed my camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S_qIB3U0PVI/AAAAAAAAAmM/iJuPN0GgCiY/s1600/DSC02087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474837862634765650" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S_qIB3U0PVI/AAAAAAAAAmM/iJuPN0GgCiY/s400/DSC02087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the reason we were in so. calif. was for a "celebration of life" service. the mother of one of our oldest and dearest high school friends passed away. it was kind of a bittersweet weekend....grieving the loss of such a wonderful, wonderful woman, and seeing and re-connecting with old friends at the same time....i was thinking alot about how times such as this bring people so close together(yes, it can go the other way). the sense of family and community are so great when there is tragedy.....out of sadness and grief comes such connection. we are at our best when things are at their worst...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is this how god has to get our attention?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-6133869002571070143?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6133869002571070143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/this-made-me-giggle.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/6133869002571070143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/6133869002571070143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/this-made-me-giggle.html' title='this made me giggle'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S_qL2J6BgrI/AAAAAAAAAmc/9oMj4yS2Ios/s72-c/DSC02127.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-6044071602222179162</id><published>2010-05-19T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T10:09:18.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's the heart that really matters in the end</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;excerpt from "little wonders" by rob thomas:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;our lives are made &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in these small hours &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;these little wonders, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;these twists &amp;amp; turns of fate &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;time falls away, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but these small hours, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;these small hours still remain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;most of you are probably familiar with this song...i was listening to it this morning while i was painting(&lt;em&gt;swoon&lt;/em&gt;), and was thinking about how so very true the lyrics are. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;our lives are made in these small hours&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;...sitting with your mom while she takes her last breath, tucking your babies in bed, helping the little lady who can't get the door open, laying under the stars with your husband as you talk about your uncertain future, being present for the birth of your grandchild, bringing resolve to an argument with a loved one....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;we will only just remember how it feels&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;powerful stuff....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if you haven't visited &lt;a href="http://kindovermatter.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; website, you must! it is full of goodness...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i hope your day is full of little wonders!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-6044071602222179162?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6044071602222179162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-heart-that-really-matters-in-end.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/6044071602222179162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/6044071602222179162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-heart-that-really-matters-in-end.html' title='it&apos;s the heart that really matters in the end'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-8349827137668521287</id><published>2010-05-18T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T10:56:46.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>examining my motives</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"I have one non-negotiable prerequisite and that is the ongoing examination of my own motives in the creative process yielding art that is both original and personal."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a quote by &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;julie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;prichard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;...mixed media artist. if you are not familiar with her, travel &lt;a href="http://www.julieprichard.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. i visited her blog today, and her post from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;monday&lt;/span&gt; asks the question "how do you feel today?"....&lt;br /&gt;today i am feeling frustrated...i then read the quote by her in the bio and it jumped out at me, i needed to read this today as i have been struggling with some things. i realize that i often do not let myself really communicate myself in my art, it causes me great distress at times, and i am trying to figure it all out, something i am really examining....&lt;br /&gt;i signed up for an online course of hers called "layer love"...i really like her techniques of layering and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;collaging&lt;/span&gt;, the course is quite good, what i have been able to view so far(if i could just quit my day job...!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i wish you freedom in your heart and soul, and time to create...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-8349827137668521287?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8349827137668521287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/examining-my-motives.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/8349827137668521287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/8349827137668521287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/examining-my-motives.html' title='examining my motives'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-3704571783605622461</id><published>2010-05-17T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T10:53:39.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>remember our troops</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S_F_KAW7QRI/AAAAAAAAAlk/WdAHk3pzxu4/s1600/may17+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472294832103440658" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S_F_KAW7QRI/AAAAAAAAAlk/WdAHk3pzxu4/s400/may17+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; please pray for the men and women of my husband's army reserve unit...they are on their way to afghanistan as i write this.  my husband is staying back, he was taken off of the deployment after his illness and subsequent surgery in february.  regardless of your politics or opinions about war, lift up the men and women who serve our country, and preserve our freedom.  they are out there, every day, putting their life on the line...for you...for all of us...there is no greater sacrifice...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-3704571783605622461?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3704571783605622461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/remember-our-troops.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/3704571783605622461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/3704571783605622461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/remember-our-troops.html' title='remember our troops'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S_F_KAW7QRI/AAAAAAAAAlk/WdAHk3pzxu4/s72-c/may17+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-5970876550574774575</id><published>2010-05-14T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T13:31:58.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>putting things in perspective</title><content type='html'>this morning i was lamenting about myself and my art to my sweet husband(who loves golf). he looked at me and said, so wisely...."well honey, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; no tiger woods, and you're no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;rembrandt&lt;/span&gt;...so just have fun with it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;slam. dunk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not much more to say, other than enjoy your weekend, my friends...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-5970876550574774575?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5970876550574774575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/putting-things-in-perspective.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/5970876550574774575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/5970876550574774575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/putting-things-in-perspective.html' title='putting things in perspective'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-4985691761533336816</id><published>2010-05-11T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T14:31:57.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a little of this and a little of that</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;is this supposed to happen in may? almost the middle of may? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i think not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; this was on my deck this morning. we are an hour west of lake tahoe. they got snow yesterday and last night, on top of what they already have. crazy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S-mAglPBG5I/AAAAAAAAAk8/r2f-jMhUGhI/s1600/DSC02017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470044519657446290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S-mAglPBG5I/AAAAAAAAAk8/r2f-jMhUGhI/s400/DSC02017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i watched the first video for carmen's "spill it" e-course. i spilled paint &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; made a mess. it was fun. fun. fun! i will use these backgrounds for a collage at some point, they aren't finished.  the monitor does not do the colors justice...they are vivid and rich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S-l_64g1Z6I/AAAAAAAAAk0/mVgaeQKDUB4/s1600/DSC02022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470043871997421474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S-l_64g1Z6I/AAAAAAAAAk0/mVgaeQKDUB4/s400/DSC02022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S-l_6XJK7XI/AAAAAAAAAks/UyvTn8pzcKU/s1600/DSC02020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470043863039798642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S-l_6XJK7XI/AAAAAAAAAks/UyvTn8pzcKU/s400/DSC02020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i spent the last two mornings working on these, before i leave for work...i get up very early so i can create, because that's about the only time during the week that i can.  it's really hard to pull myself away from making art. the creative process doesn't like to be interrupted or on a schedule.  i could seriously do this &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.  since i started on this art journey less than a year ago, it is interesting to see where i go with all this.  i have tried many new techniques and will continue to do so, i'm sure.  there is so much i want to put down on canvas and paper my brain gets jumbled up... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tell me about your art....photography, scrapbooking, painting, whatever it is...tell me what gets your juices flowing....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-4985691761533336816?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4985691761533336816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/little-of-this-and-little-of-that.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/4985691761533336816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/4985691761533336816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/little-of-this-and-little-of-that.html' title='a little of this and a little of that'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S-mAglPBG5I/AAAAAAAAAk8/r2f-jMhUGhI/s72-c/DSC02017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-4027084648301302545</id><published>2010-05-10T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T11:28:53.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>monday, monday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S-hBxZcWK8I/AAAAAAAAAkE/YPlebEfSbb8/s1600/poppies+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469694064340642754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S-hBxZcWK8I/AAAAAAAAAkE/YPlebEfSbb8/s400/poppies+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S-hBxKThHmI/AAAAAAAAAj8/qixOfP8az-4/s1600/poppies+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469694060277079650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S-hBxKThHmI/AAAAAAAAAj8/qixOfP8az-4/s400/poppies+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S-hBwZvMk7I/AAAAAAAAAj0/om3Tamy50VY/s1600/poppies+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469694047239836594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S-hBwZvMk7I/AAAAAAAAAj0/om3Tamy50VY/s400/poppies+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i took these photos on a walk during my lunch. this is the field behind the college campus where i work. we live in a small, rural foothill community. i am very blessed to work in this environment...this is where i go, every day! i have a 3-mile...yes, 3-mile commute to work. i keep all of this in perspective when i am feeling whiny about life...you know, the day to day work grind....all in all, i have it pretty darn good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mothers day was wonderful. we met our kids and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;grandsons&lt;/span&gt; at a great cafe for brunch...had good family time, then went our separate ways. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;shelby&lt;/span&gt; and i went home...he watched golf, and i did art. i put a new canvas in my etsy shop, and started working on a background for collage. i am taking an e-course with julie pritchard...she is such an amazing artist, love her layering techniques. check &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/7155383"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; out. another e-course i am taking is one with carmen torbus. she does awesome mixed media art as well. go &lt;a href="http://www.carmentorbus.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to see her beautiful work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;blessings to you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-4027084648301302545?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4027084648301302545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-took-these-photos-on-walk-during-my.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/4027084648301302545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/4027084648301302545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-took-these-photos-on-walk-during-my.html' title='monday, monday...'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S-hBxZcWK8I/AAAAAAAAAkE/YPlebEfSbb8/s72-c/poppies+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-2020187974936976650</id><published>2010-05-09T07:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T07:59:26.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mothers day love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S-bJ6Z4Vq1I/AAAAAAAAAjk/ISE_ggezdJg/s1600/winery+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469280802704829266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S-bJ6Z4Vq1I/AAAAAAAAAjk/ISE_ggezdJg/s400/winery+011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; what a privilege it is to be a mother...a mom...a caregiver...a nurturer...whether you are called mom because you gave birth, adopted, by way of marriage, just taking under your wing...it is indeed a privilege, and one that i thank god for. every. day.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;to all of you......have an absolutely beautiful day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;love...love...love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-2020187974936976650?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2020187974936976650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/mothers-day-love.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/2020187974936976650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/2020187974936976650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/mothers-day-love.html' title='mothers day love'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S-bJ6Z4Vq1I/AAAAAAAAAjk/ISE_ggezdJg/s72-c/winery+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-6492854568681841114</id><published>2010-05-05T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T15:17:10.732-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='metal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='door'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yellow'/><title type='text'>random stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S-FwpinrxII/AAAAAAAAAjc/0JWQ-fqMQNU/s1600/DSC00836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467775281574691970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S-FwpinrxII/AAAAAAAAAjc/0JWQ-fqMQNU/s400/DSC00836.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S-FwoxsHc9I/AAAAAAAAAjU/AZu5mIXoa4U/s1600/DSC00831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467775268439946194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S-FwoxsHc9I/AAAAAAAAAjU/AZu5mIXoa4U/s400/DSC00831.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467775262462281986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S-Fwoba7iQI/AAAAAAAAAjM/6DH5kjTD-ks/s400/DSC00829.JPG" border="0" /&gt;today is cinco de mayo....we plan on patronizing our favorite mexican restaurant after work. it's possible margaritas could be consumed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i love old buildings. especially when they are brick. this building had been painted at one time, and the peeling paint looks....well...old. and crackly! heavy metal doors. love it....we were in the little town of plymouth, meeting dear friends at a deli, for lunch. we had a glass of wine, ordered some great sandwiches...it was a good day, a very good day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;it's half-way to the weekend...and i have friday off! love a 3-day weekend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;friday i am planning on heading downtown to our little main street and hit some of the antique stores. i am looking for old books, ephemera....need to build up my supplies for my canvases. lots of art will be done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;* friday evening we are having dinner with friends...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;* sat. is a brunch at my dad's clubhouse, where he lives...he and his cronies fix brunch for the ladies in their lives...my mom, aunt, cousin, myself and my daughter-in-law (lynn) will be there. the men prepare everything, set beautiful tables, serve mimosa's when we first arrive, it's so lovely....mind you, my dad is 82, and some of his friends are older! it is such a loving gesture, something that was started about 5 years ago...it is always the sat. of mothers day weekend...afterward i will take lynn and mom to a salon, we are getting pedi's and mani's... oooooohh lala....lovin' it!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;* sunday.....mothers day! sweet hubby and sons are making plans....i know nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;share your mother's day plans, i would love to hear what you are doing.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-6492854568681841114?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6492854568681841114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/random-stuff.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/6492854568681841114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/6492854568681841114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/random-stuff.html' title='random stuff'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S-FwpinrxII/AAAAAAAAAjc/0JWQ-fqMQNU/s72-c/DSC00836.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-8155617842000279324</id><published>2010-05-03T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T19:55:44.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>being still</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;be still and know that i am god&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;psalm 46:10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;text on lower right says:&lt;br /&gt;*connect with life&lt;br /&gt;*the love of god surpasses knowledge&lt;br /&gt;*go with him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*on it's way to my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;etsy&lt;/span&gt; shop after varnishing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S97YxZjLAKI/AAAAAAAAAjE/GSmuDMoW4Vc/s1600/DSC01909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467045340857958562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S97YxZjLAKI/AAAAAAAAAjE/GSmuDMoW4Vc/s400/DSC01909.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;being still...god is teaching me to listen...really listen to him. and the best way to do that is in the stillness. hearing his gentle voice...listening to his creation. the breezes... bird songs...the quiet in the early morning as i drink my coffee...really being "present" in the moment. being present allowed the opportunity to photograph this butterfly. i was standing at the kitchen sink, just looking out in to the yard, watching the breeze through the trees, and this butterfly fluttered across my view...i watched it as it landed on the lilac bush. grabbed my camera and took 5 shots...then it flew away...so beautiful. this was the best picture...&lt;br /&gt;i hope your day is so very lovely...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S97Yw22W_RI/AAAAAAAAAi8/YoWWIyx9zx4/s1600/DSC01894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467045331543194898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S97Yw22W_RI/AAAAAAAAAi8/YoWWIyx9zx4/s400/DSC01894.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-8155617842000279324?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8155617842000279324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/being-still.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/8155617842000279324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/8155617842000279324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/being-still.html' title='being still'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S97YxZjLAKI/AAAAAAAAAjE/GSmuDMoW4Vc/s72-c/DSC01909.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-7960362485096870474</id><published>2010-04-29T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T16:18:30.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i know this much is true</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S9n-1-c88QI/AAAAAAAAAi0/zmdYBR5XaiY/s1600/4.28+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465679826041762050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S9n-1-c88QI/AAAAAAAAAi0/zmdYBR5XaiY/s400/4.28+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;believe:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;to have faith, confidence, or trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;as i struggle with the parts of me that lack confidence, at the same time i hear this whisper: "you can do anything"....those words come from the deepest part of me that knows this to be true....the part of me that knows that i &lt;em&gt;can&lt;/em&gt; do any&lt;em&gt;thing&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i'm 56 years old, i have raised a family...to me that was my purpose, my heart's desire ...to get married, have children, create a home....when my boys left the nest, i then spent the following years enjoying the freedom. as of late, i have struggled with having a purpose....what am i supposed to be doing now, what fulfills my soul?...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;what is in my heart is spilling out on to canvas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and god wants me to share that with others, to share the hope and love he gives...he has brought me through much pain, sadness, grief, sorrow, and confusion these past 5 years...he has also given me such depth of gratitude, joy, forgiveness, and peace....and i am humbled....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i leave you with this poem...even at my age, it speaks to me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;listen the mustn'ts child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;listen to the don'ts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;listen to the shouldn'ts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;the impossibles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;the wont's...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;listen to the never haves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;then listen close to me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;anything&lt;/em&gt; can happen, child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;anything&lt;/em&gt; can be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;shel silverstein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-7960362485096870474?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7960362485096870474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-know-this-much-is-true.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/7960362485096870474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/7960362485096870474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-know-this-much-is-true.html' title='i know this much is true'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S9n-1-c88QI/AAAAAAAAAi0/zmdYBR5XaiY/s72-c/4.28+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-5633890944702100806</id><published>2010-04-26T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T16:00:05.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>some art...and some exercise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S9Xk7misufI/AAAAAAAAAis/8rt83IzumGk/s1600/4.25+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464525435493464562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S9Xk7misufI/AAAAAAAAAis/8rt83IzumGk/s400/4.25+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; i put this canvas in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;etsy&lt;/span&gt; shop a few days ago, i am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lovin&lt;/span&gt;' it....so much inspiration in god's word, and i am humbled to be painting for him! ......i just finished doing a custom piece, for a friend's sister...that was something different for me, because i get inspired and just start making art, don't really plan out what i am going to put together. i may have a verse in mind, but not a layout. a custom piece was a little different for me...i was happy with the finished project....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;shelby&lt;/span&gt; and i went for a long walk on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt;(about 4 miles), on the new section of trail through town. it was amazing, i had not been on this section since they had the ribbon cutting last year. so scenic, and the bridge that goes over &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;weber&lt;/span&gt; creek is awesome! i am not so great with heights, so taking the photos from the bridge that i did kind of gave me the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;heebie&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;jeebies&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;all in all, it was such an enjoyable morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S9Xk7DwzFwI/AAAAAAAAAik/0eDhpdVnYrI/s1600/4.25+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464525426157360898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S9Xk7DwzFwI/AAAAAAAAAik/0eDhpdVnYrI/s400/4.25+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S9XkslmVGiI/AAAAAAAAAic/ugN-OS_vHx0/s1600/4.25+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464525177542220322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S9XkslmVGiI/AAAAAAAAAic/ugN-OS_vHx0/s400/4.25+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S9Xkr7hQgDI/AAAAAAAAAiU/uXVvhCDTlGM/s1600/4.25+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464525166246658098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S9Xkr7hQgDI/AAAAAAAAAiU/uXVvhCDTlGM/s400/4.25+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S9XkrIvigsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/DYbmVgph9mk/s1600/4.25+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464525152616350402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S9XkrIvigsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/DYbmVgph9mk/s400/4.25+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S9XkquY4ItI/AAAAAAAAAiE/XaZmo5hZYKA/s1600/4.25+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464525145541976786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S9XkquY4ItI/AAAAAAAAAiE/XaZmo5hZYKA/s400/4.25+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S9Xkp1wHCDI/AAAAAAAAAh8/5xu2FsR4O1Y/s1600/4.25+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464525130338601010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S9Xkp1wHCDI/AAAAAAAAAh8/5xu2FsR4O1Y/s400/4.25+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-5633890944702100806?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5633890944702100806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/04/some-artand-some-exercise.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/5633890944702100806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/5633890944702100806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/04/some-artand-some-exercise.html' title='some art...and some exercise'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S9Xk7misufI/AAAAAAAAAis/8rt83IzumGk/s72-c/4.25+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-5858361607582727351</id><published>2010-04-25T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T16:01:53.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>saturday morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S9SYWfKMrgI/AAAAAAAAAh0/jdVN0gaIOm0/s1600/DSC01581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464159759996071426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S9SYWfKMrgI/AAAAAAAAAh0/jdVN0gaIOm0/s400/DSC01581.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; justin giving aidan a few batting tips...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S9SYV13oCCI/AAAAAAAAAhs/xEch3CFMOEo/s1600/DSC01583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464159748912318498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S9SYV13oCCI/AAAAAAAAAhs/xEch3CFMOEo/s400/DSC01583.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i love this photo of tyler, it's so tender...he was so deep in thought at the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S9SYVbx7pPI/AAAAAAAAAhk/LRhJiOp0DdU/s1600/DSC01587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464159741909116146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S9SYVbx7pPI/AAAAAAAAAhk/LRhJiOp0DdU/s400/DSC01587.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; aidan had a 9:00 saturday morning baseball game...we got up, shelby made breakfast, we grabbed our unfinished(2nd) cup of coffee, and hit the road. it's about an hour drive to where the kids live...we didn't mind being on the road that early toward the city...the traffic was light, we enjoyed the visit in the car. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the game rocked, the kids are improving each week, it seems. although, they did seem just a little distracted...a bit of spring fever, i'm thinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-5858361607582727351?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5858361607582727351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/04/easy-morning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/5858361607582727351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/5858361607582727351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/04/easy-morning.html' title='saturday morning'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S9SYWfKMrgI/AAAAAAAAAh0/jdVN0gaIOm0/s72-c/DSC01581.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-4749321417458198138</id><published>2010-04-23T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T13:13:13.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm rebelling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S9H-SmDV5XI/AAAAAAAAAhc/euMtnUdvJLE/s1600/flips.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463427418382787954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S9H-SmDV5XI/AAAAAAAAAhc/euMtnUdvJLE/s400/flips.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ok. it's official. i don't care if it keeps raining for another month. i am NOT putting on another pair of socks and shoes. it's flip-flops from here on out. i am done. done. done. &lt;div&gt;i feel better already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-4749321417458198138?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4749321417458198138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-rebelling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/4749321417458198138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/4749321417458198138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-rebelling.html' title='i&apos;m rebelling'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S9H-SmDV5XI/AAAAAAAAAhc/euMtnUdvJLE/s72-c/flips.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-8797755637616589791</id><published>2010-04-18T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T16:09:52.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>one lucky shot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S8tzmjkhGbI/AAAAAAAAAg8/zx0pPGGN6Mo/s1600/DSC01404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461586079337486770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S8tzmjkhGbI/AAAAAAAAAg8/zx0pPGGN6Mo/s400/DSC01404.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it is absolutely gorgeous today, i came in from outside for an ice tea break...downloaded some photos...i was doing some macro shots in the yard and this little guy flew right into my view...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i am totally excited about  "experimental art e-course" with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;amanda&lt;/span&gt; critchlow....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://amandacritchlow.co.uk/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;amandacritchlow.co.uk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...it starts tomorrow and i anticipate great things for my art soul....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-8797755637616589791?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8797755637616589791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/04/one-lucky-shot.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/8797755637616589791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/8797755637616589791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/04/one-lucky-shot.html' title='one lucky shot'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S8tzmjkhGbI/AAAAAAAAAg8/zx0pPGGN6Mo/s72-c/DSC01404.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-1374013434619456595</id><published>2010-04-16T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T20:56:18.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>good day sunshine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S8kv2CO7kdI/AAAAAAAAAg0/UoHVF9jOztc/s1600/DSC00545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460948628522373586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S8kv2CO7kdI/AAAAAAAAAg0/UoHVF9jOztc/s400/DSC00545.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i saw the sun today.  i am a happy woman.  better yet, it will be seen again tomorrow and should be in the 70's.  on a saturday.  and we get to sit and watch aidan's league game.  doesn't take much to make me happy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after aidan's game, we are going out for pizza, then bring the boys home with us for a sleepover.  we plan on taking them to the community observatory, which is on the college campus where i work.  i think the boys(and nammie and papa)will have an amazing, star gazing evening....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-1374013434619456595?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1374013434619456595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/04/good-day-sunshine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/1374013434619456595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/1374013434619456595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/04/good-day-sunshine.html' title='good day sunshine'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S8kv2CO7kdI/AAAAAAAAAg0/UoHVF9jOztc/s72-c/DSC00545.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-675487795573657887</id><published>2010-04-12T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T12:43:23.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stuck inside</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S8NpaYH5J4I/AAAAAAAAAgk/pvmTcbEp1vE/s1600/4.5+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459323075176245122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S8NpaYH5J4I/AAAAAAAAAgk/pvmTcbEp1vE/s400/4.5+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; why is it that the rain seems to come on the weekend? when i want to go outside and play. to clean up the yard. enjoy the deck. just play...&lt;br /&gt;the sun will come soon, at some time. just not soon enough for me. i did get some art done. varnished some pieces, and started on some new ones. certainly an alternative to being outdoors that i do love. but the sun would be nice....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-675487795573657887?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/675487795573657887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/04/rain-rain-and-more-rain.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/675487795573657887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/675487795573657887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/04/rain-rain-and-more-rain.html' title='stuck inside'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S8NpaYH5J4I/AAAAAAAAAgk/pvmTcbEp1vE/s72-c/4.5+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773952094690874805.post-5015275097180366294</id><published>2010-04-07T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T12:00:14.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hand wash cold</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S7zWFdWEriI/AAAAAAAAAgc/5RDZUGvBAcU/s1600/laundry_line-other.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457472237731098146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S7zWFdWEriI/AAAAAAAAAgc/5RDZUGvBAcU/s400/laundry_line-other.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; if you have not seen this,  you must watch it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HeZgoQeebv4"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HeZgoQeebv4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773952094690874805-5015275097180366294?l=myawakenedheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5015275097180366294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/04/hand-wash-cold.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/5015275097180366294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773952094690874805/posts/default/5015275097180366294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myawakenedheart.blogspot.com/2010/04/hand-wash-cold.html' title='hand wash cold'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08603423439833973538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/TKoj9-yAULI/AAAAAAAAA28/vfm7e7Y6tAY/S220/tahoe+120.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pUUao3IQtcs/S7zWFdWEriI/AAAAAAAAAgc/5RDZUGvBAcU/s72-c/laundry_line-other.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
