<?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-6399135839779375494</id><updated>2011-12-04T21:16:04.453-08:00</updated><category term='time and energy'/><category term='being aware'/><category term='connections'/><category term='light'/><title type='text'>Connections</title><subtitle type='html'>finding the ways in which we are all connected to all things in the universe</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06999367960465976920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SeKzu8VuHfI/AAAAAAAAABI/llV0kX_1wFA/S220/100_3296.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6399135839779375494.post-4037761447300934347</id><published>2010-08-21T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T20:38:10.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On My Way To You...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/THCafZRp69I/AAAAAAAAANs/yT_2HIOSsx0/s1600/from+laptop+to+here+050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/THCafZRp69I/AAAAAAAAANs/yT_2HIOSsx0/s320/from+laptop+to+here+050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked the Coastal Path&lt;br /&gt;every day&lt;br /&gt;looking for you.&lt;br /&gt;Scraped by the heather and brambles&lt;br /&gt;stung by the nettles&lt;br /&gt;drenched by low flying clouds&lt;br /&gt;scorched by the sun&lt;br /&gt;and overwhelmed by the wonder&lt;br /&gt;of being on the edge&lt;br /&gt;where the land kisses the sea.&lt;br /&gt;I shouted out to the sea&lt;br /&gt;"hello my love, can you see me?"&lt;br /&gt;"come hold my hand, forever starts today!"&lt;br /&gt;shouting to the sky,&lt;br /&gt;allowing the waves and wind&lt;br /&gt;to talk my love and wonder&lt;br /&gt;and show you the way home.....to my heart&lt;br /&gt;Still I walk my path...&lt;br /&gt;Still I stop to enjoy the wonders&lt;br /&gt;as I walk my way to you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;my slipper in my bag :~)&lt;br /&gt;my heart open....and looking for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/THCbUAnmFRI/AAAAAAAAAN0/DYiM9ROMaI8/s1600/from+laptop+to+here+1564.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/THCbUAnmFRI/AAAAAAAAAN0/DYiM9ROMaI8/s320/from+laptop+to+here+1564.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/6399135839779375494-4037761447300934347?l=lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/feeds/4037761447300934347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2010/08/on-my-way-to-you.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/4037761447300934347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/4037761447300934347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2010/08/on-my-way-to-you.html' title='On My Way To You...'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06999367960465976920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SeKzu8VuHfI/AAAAAAAAABI/llV0kX_1wFA/S220/100_3296.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/THCafZRp69I/AAAAAAAAANs/yT_2HIOSsx0/s72-c/from+laptop+to+here+050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6399135839779375494.post-3585092106330849053</id><published>2010-05-26T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T06:22:19.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here We Go LexieLoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/S_0chFe5PeI/AAAAAAAAANE/oOlXOcvGj8g/s1600/IMG_0049.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/S_0chFe5PeI/AAAAAAAAANE/oOlXOcvGj8g/s320/IMG_0049.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"here we go lexie loo"&lt;br /&gt;a song I sang to her&lt;br /&gt;as she danced down the streets&lt;br /&gt;like she had ants in her pants&lt;br /&gt;after she was groomed.&lt;br /&gt;she rubbed herself &lt;br /&gt;into my heart&lt;br /&gt;11 years ago,&lt;br /&gt;she's 14 1/2 now.&lt;br /&gt;I've known her since she came&lt;br /&gt;from PJ's pet store&lt;br /&gt;and even as a puppy she&lt;br /&gt;pushed her way into the world&lt;br /&gt;nosey and yappy&lt;br /&gt;the queen of all the world&lt;br /&gt;when her previous owner was hospitalized&lt;br /&gt;she became my little girl&lt;br /&gt;handfed for months&lt;br /&gt;as her world changed&lt;br /&gt;and mine did too.&lt;br /&gt;I'd always had big dogs, great big galouts, not little things that wanted your lap. &lt;br /&gt;Senitive she was to so much at first&lt;br /&gt;Then she became the Queen&lt;br /&gt;just took over, if you know what I mean :)&lt;br /&gt;she has a bark that can break your mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so forever she gets her own way.&lt;br /&gt;For 11 years she has been at my hip&lt;br /&gt;24/7 it's been an awesome trip&lt;br /&gt;pushy and demanding &lt;br /&gt;but sweet as can be&lt;br /&gt;everyone who meets her wants to take her away&lt;br /&gt;I always joke 'go ahead' &lt;br /&gt;in under 2 seconds she back at my side&lt;br /&gt;the fuss she'd make if I left her for a moment&lt;br /&gt;it was easier to just take her with me !&lt;br /&gt;which is why she got specail treatment .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unique and wonderful this wonderful dog&lt;br /&gt;is now full of tumours in liver and lungs&lt;br /&gt;the drugs make her unable to move&lt;br /&gt;so with dignity and grace&lt;br /&gt;and tears upon my face&lt;br /&gt;I say goodbye to the sweet little dog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6399135839779375494-3585092106330849053?l=lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/feeds/3585092106330849053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2010/05/here-we-go-lexieloo.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/3585092106330849053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/3585092106330849053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2010/05/here-we-go-lexieloo.html' title='Here We Go LexieLoo'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06999367960465976920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SeKzu8VuHfI/AAAAAAAAABI/llV0kX_1wFA/S220/100_3296.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/S_0chFe5PeI/AAAAAAAAANE/oOlXOcvGj8g/s72-c/IMG_0049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6399135839779375494.post-8124551690344451997</id><published>2010-05-20T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T07:51:02.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I came for you</title><content type='html'>When I was a tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stood and listened to the breeze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as love walked by me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when love sat under my branches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's wonderful vibration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;absorbed&amp;nbsp;into my roots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;traveled up my truck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and was entangled &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my leaves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when the wind blew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/S_VMPUj0hPI/AAAAAAAAAM8/LOoMXKXX4MQ/s1600/may+9+009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/S_VMPUj0hPI/AAAAAAAAAM8/LOoMXKXX4MQ/s320/may+9+009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;through the world &lt;br /&gt;the love would flow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the breeze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now no longer am I a tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've come to hold the hand of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to love &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to sing to the wind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to hold the hand of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and take that chance&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6399135839779375494-8124551690344451997?l=lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/feeds/8124551690344451997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-came-for-you.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/8124551690344451997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/8124551690344451997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-came-for-you.html' title='I came for you'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06999367960465976920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SeKzu8VuHfI/AAAAAAAAABI/llV0kX_1wFA/S220/100_3296.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/S_VMPUj0hPI/AAAAAAAAAM8/LOoMXKXX4MQ/s72-c/may+9+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6399135839779375494.post-6046106828288751960</id><published>2010-05-11T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T08:19:53.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Hand</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/S-l08ohS_EI/AAAAAAAAAMc/-ho3U4wnXtw/s1600/may+9+014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/S-l08ohS_EI/AAAAAAAAAMc/-ho3U4wnXtw/s320/may+9+014.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I offered you my hand&lt;br /&gt;unafraid to take&amp;nbsp;a stand&lt;br /&gt;aware that there is more&lt;br /&gt;than the eyes can see&lt;br /&gt;open and accepting&lt;br /&gt;I offered it to you&lt;br /&gt;allowing and unfolding&lt;br /&gt;this wonder that came through&lt;br /&gt;smiling in the sunshine&lt;br /&gt;of this wonderful new day&lt;br /&gt;knowing that if i close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I feel your hand hold mine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6399135839779375494-6046106828288751960?l=lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/feeds/6046106828288751960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2010/05/hand.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/6046106828288751960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/6046106828288751960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2010/05/hand.html' title='A Hand'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06999367960465976920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SeKzu8VuHfI/AAAAAAAAABI/llV0kX_1wFA/S220/100_3296.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/S-l08ohS_EI/AAAAAAAAAMc/-ho3U4wnXtw/s72-c/may+9+014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6399135839779375494.post-6295539989603946197</id><published>2010-04-17T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T16:59:53.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Accepting Love</title><content type='html'>Letting go of the complications&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that I can not change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holding on to the love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is changing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remembering that love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;has no watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving back,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all that I have to give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allowing the flowing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the glowing that you cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that to our souls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time does not exist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking in the sunshine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of your whispers to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drifting in the moonlight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that relects upon the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letting life unfold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without trying to pry it open,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and accepting the love you shine at me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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/6399135839779375494-6295539989603946197?l=lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/feeds/6295539989603946197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2010/04/accepting-love.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/6295539989603946197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/6295539989603946197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2010/04/accepting-love.html' title='Accepting Love'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06999367960465976920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SeKzu8VuHfI/AAAAAAAAABI/llV0kX_1wFA/S220/100_3296.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6399135839779375494.post-451335944407074843</id><published>2010-04-12T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T16:53:37.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Call</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/S8P8bNr_ATI/AAAAAAAAAIM/0I-pj0-y-SE/s1600/barb+and+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 231px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459484717763985714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/S8P8bNr_ATI/AAAAAAAAAIM/0I-pj0-y-SE/s320/barb+and+me.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a tree, I stood in the wind and listened to thoughts brought past on the breeze, and now that I am not a tree, I stand in the breeze and listen to thoughts blown in the wind.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday I was out and about, running errands, when at the last minute something told me to go to Valu Village, a local thrift store that I like. Whenever I get the twinge to go there I always find something I'd been looking for, occasionally not. So when I got the twinge on Sunday, I went. Wandering up and down the isles just looking I never expected what I did see, my friend Mary. Mary works with my cousin who isn't my cousin, that's a whole other story, but never the less, Mary and my cousin work in a school for handicap ed kids. They both have hearts as big as the sky and have dedicated their lives to these kids, the way I am dedicated to the animals. Well my cousin and I have both lost our mothers and now Mary is about to loose hers. Mary is the sweetest kindest person I have ever met, she is my age, approaching 50, lived at home her whole life with her mom, and her world is about to change radically. I only see Mary when my cousin brings her around, and I haven't seen her since last fall. This past weekend my cousin's niece got married and Mary was suppose to go to the wedding, but when I ran into her she said she just wasn't up to the celebration while her mom is dying, I hugged her tightly and told her how much I understood. She also said she comes to Valu Village to just get away from things. We chatted about Bon Jovi, she loves him, and when I told her I was writing Haiku to him and that he was following me her face lite up the place, we walked the isles, we giggled and laughed. I offered her a ride home, but she said she was going to just wander some more, we hugged again, and went on our way.&lt;br /&gt;I have lived in this neighbourhood for 8 years, and visited this store a million time and not run into Mary, but today when she was feeling lost and alone I did.... why?? what did I hear?? who gave me the little push to go in the first place? I didn't need 3 more tops! I didn't need anything... but someone else did... Mary needed a friend to hug her, to laugh with, I heard her call in the wind of the trees, maybe not in words... but the thought found me and guided me there to help lighten her day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times has this happened? to me many times but to you ??&lt;br /&gt;we don't stop to hear the whispers enough&lt;br /&gt;open yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6399135839779375494-451335944407074843?l=lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/feeds/451335944407074843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2010/04/call.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/451335944407074843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/451335944407074843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2010/04/call.html' title='The Call'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06999367960465976920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SeKzu8VuHfI/AAAAAAAAABI/llV0kX_1wFA/S220/100_3296.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/S8P8bNr_ATI/AAAAAAAAAIM/0I-pj0-y-SE/s72-c/barb+and+me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6399135839779375494.post-4641531777305812985</id><published>2010-03-12T20:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T21:07:18.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/S5sdWdIk5JI/AAAAAAAAAH0/O97PQJt5aqQ/s1600-h/james+bay+aug+09+214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/S5sdWdIk5JI/AAAAAAAAAH0/O97PQJt5aqQ/s320/james+bay+aug+09+214.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447980445849674898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THOUGHTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk through this world, exploring and awakening to things..and sometimes things just fall out of my mind and take form on paper...&lt;br /&gt;random thoughts this winter&lt;br /&gt;they do not run together...they are just thoughts...little poems? maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIFE IS AN EXPERIENCE THAT MUST BE LIVED AND SHARED...&lt;br /&gt;NOT JUST AN OBSERVATION.&lt;br /&gt;LIFE-WATER&lt;br /&gt;FLOWING-CHANGING&lt;br /&gt;EITHER GO WITH IT AND ENJOY THE RIDE&lt;br /&gt;OR SIT ON THE SIDE AND NEVER EXPERIENCE THE THRILL&lt;br /&gt;BE BOLD&lt;br /&gt;BE DARING&lt;br /&gt;BE TRUE TO YOUR HEART&lt;br /&gt;AND BE NOT AFRAID TO REACH OUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ONCE WALKED AROUND IN CIRCLES,&lt;br /&gt;ALWAYS LOOKING UP INTO THE BLUE SKY&lt;br /&gt;THE VIEW CHANGES, DAY TO DAY&lt;br /&gt;BUT YOU CAN NEVER REALLY KNOW WHERE YOU ARE&lt;br /&gt;YOU COULD BE ANYWHERE!&lt;br /&gt;AS I WAS WATCHING THE CLOUDS ONE DAY&lt;br /&gt;I FELT ELECTRIFIED&lt;br /&gt;AND I DID NOT KNOW WHY&lt;br /&gt;I LOOKED DOWN AND THERE YOU WERE&lt;br /&gt;WAS IT YOUR AURA?&lt;br /&gt;YOUR ESSENCE?&lt;br /&gt;A VIBRATION OR ENERGY WAVE?&lt;br /&gt;THAT SET MY OFF ALONG THIS PATH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WET, COLD LIQUID&lt;br /&gt;FALLS FROM THE SKY&lt;br /&gt;IT TOUCHES THE EARTH&lt;br /&gt;LEAVING EVERYTHING GLISTENING&lt;br /&gt;BRIGHT WARM LIGHT&lt;br /&gt;SHINES BETWEEN THE CLOUDS&lt;br /&gt;REFLECTING IN THE PUDDLES&lt;br /&gt;MAKING THE WORLD SPARKLE&lt;br /&gt;YOUR ENERGY HAS RAINED ON ME&lt;br /&gt;I SPARKLE AND SHINE&lt;br /&gt;THROUGH MY DAY TO DAY WORLD&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE YOU ARE YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;words that fall from thought to form&lt;br /&gt;leave my mind and find their way to paper&lt;br /&gt;here, there and everywhere&lt;br /&gt;like the rain they must fall&lt;br /&gt;like the sun they must shine&lt;br /&gt;and like the moon they pull me&lt;br /&gt;here, there and everywhere&lt;br /&gt;to shine like pieces of rainbows&lt;br /&gt;and reflect the love of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACROSS THE WAVES THOUGHTS TRAVEL&lt;br /&gt;ALL THOUGHTS, GOOD AND BAD&lt;br /&gt;AND THEY AFFECT THINGS&lt;br /&gt;ALONG THE WAY&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU COULD SEE THE DAMAGE&lt;br /&gt;EVERY NEGATIVE THOUGHT DID&lt;br /&gt;WOULD YOU STOP?&lt;br /&gt;AND SEEING THE JOY THAT POSITIVE&lt;br /&gt;THOUGHTS LEAVE ON YOUR SOUL&lt;br /&gt;COULD YOU KEEP IT UP? CHOICES....CHOICES....LIFE IS FULL OF THEM&lt;br /&gt;WHY DO WE CHOOSE THESE PATHS?&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO WE HOPE TO LEARN?&lt;br /&gt;CAN WE TRULY HELP EACH OTHER, EVEN THOSE WE DO NOT KNOW YET?&lt;br /&gt;FOLLOW A PATH THAT HAS HEART&lt;br /&gt;A JOYOUS PATH&lt;br /&gt;FILL IT WITH LIGHT&lt;br /&gt;AND LOVE AND MOST IMPORTANT&lt;br /&gt;LAUGHTER TO MAKE IT THROUGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE MOON WILL ALWAYS SHINE&lt;br /&gt;EVEN IN DARKNESS IT IS THERE&lt;br /&gt;IT'S POWER PULLING AND PUSHING&lt;br /&gt;EBBING AND FLOWING&lt;br /&gt;WE ARE ALL ONE, SOME JUST A LITTLE MORE FRACTURED&lt;br /&gt;THEN OTHERS&lt;br /&gt;SOME SO COMPLETELY LOST THAT THEY WILL HAVE TO DO THIS PATH AGAIN AND AGAIN TO UNDERSTAND&lt;br /&gt;SOME UNDERSTAND WAY TO FAST&lt;br /&gt;LIVE LIFE&lt;br /&gt;LEARN LOVE&lt;br /&gt;GIVE SHARE&lt;br /&gt;BELIEVE RECEIVE&lt;br /&gt;DREAMS GIVE US WINGS&lt;br /&gt;ENERGY IS WHAT WE ARE&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WE HAVE&lt;br /&gt;AND WHAT WE SHARE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PIECES OF RAINBOWS&lt;br /&gt;FALLING FROM THE SKY&lt;br /&gt;TOUCHED MY HEART&lt;br /&gt;AND WOUNDED MY EYE&lt;br /&gt;I CRIED A TEAR&lt;br /&gt;OF COLOUR AND WONDER&lt;br /&gt;AND NOW I PONDER ON THEE&lt;br /&gt;COLOURS, RAINBOWS, ENERGY&lt;br /&gt;AND THEE&lt;br /&gt;OF YES AND A CUP OF TEA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning sun shines brightly&lt;br /&gt;reflecting off the frost covering my window&lt;br /&gt;and scatters pieces of rainbows&lt;br /&gt;across my eyes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6399135839779375494-4641531777305812985?l=lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/feeds/4641531777305812985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2010/03/thoughts-i-walk-through-this-world.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/4641531777305812985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/4641531777305812985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2010/03/thoughts-i-walk-through-this-world.html' title='Random Thoughts Today'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06999367960465976920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SeKzu8VuHfI/AAAAAAAAABI/llV0kX_1wFA/S220/100_3296.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/S5sdWdIk5JI/AAAAAAAAAH0/O97PQJt5aqQ/s72-c/james+bay+aug+09+214.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6399135839779375494.post-299912280230863933</id><published>2010-02-18T18:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T18:19:36.152-08:00</updated><title type='text'>#FF  following and follower in the waves</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/S331I7m-sQI/AAAAAAAAAHs/POHaGk1HC9k/s1600-h/james+bay+aug+09+238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/S331I7m-sQI/AAAAAAAAAHs/POHaGk1HC9k/s320/james+bay+aug+09+238.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439773458722369794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From my heart to yours&lt;br /&gt;I need you to know&lt;br /&gt;just how much &lt;br /&gt;you mean to me&lt;br /&gt;each and every day&lt;br /&gt;I walk though my day&lt;br /&gt;connected to so many&lt;br /&gt;in the healing that I do&lt;br /&gt;for cats and dogs and their human kin&lt;br /&gt;so is was so easy &lt;br /&gt;to slip you all &lt;br /&gt;into my pocket right from the start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came looking for something&lt;br /&gt;and for that I still search&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daily you remind me&lt;br /&gt;how wonderful life really is&lt;br /&gt;open to the magic&lt;br /&gt;swirling in the air&lt;br /&gt;grabbing hold it's tether&lt;br /&gt;and swinging in the flow&lt;br /&gt;the wonder that you bring&lt;br /&gt;rests in my open hands&lt;br /&gt;and pulls such amazing things from me&lt;br /&gt;the things we share in here&lt;br /&gt;blows me away each and every day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;each of you is different in what you offer me&lt;br /&gt;each of you is wonderful in how it is we share&lt;br /&gt;our inspiration our joy our laughter&lt;br /&gt;our sorrow and support along the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no anger left in me&lt;br /&gt;I felt it's sting to long&lt;br /&gt;I sent it packing and converted it's room&lt;br /&gt;Sadness and 'meloncollie' sometimes come to tea&lt;br /&gt;I let them tell their stories&lt;br /&gt;and send them off with a hug&lt;br /&gt;for they too can not stay&lt;br /&gt;I will not barr the door&lt;br /&gt;but I will not hold them in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so thank you for all you offer me&lt;br /&gt;thank you for your friendship&lt;br /&gt;thank you for your love&lt;br /&gt;thank you for being you and sharing with me too :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6399135839779375494-299912280230863933?l=lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/feeds/299912280230863933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2010/02/ff-following-and-follower-in-waves.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/299912280230863933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/299912280230863933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2010/02/ff-following-and-follower-in-waves.html' title='#FF  following and follower in the waves'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06999367960465976920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SeKzu8VuHfI/AAAAAAAAABI/llV0kX_1wFA/S220/100_3296.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/S331I7m-sQI/AAAAAAAAAHs/POHaGk1HC9k/s72-c/james+bay+aug+09+238.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6399135839779375494.post-8933052055506119624</id><published>2010-02-15T14:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T16:12:53.301-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Energy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/S3ni3JGweVI/AAAAAAAAAHk/-bQl9WW4Rw0/s1600-h/james+bay+aug+09+072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/S3ni3JGweVI/AAAAAAAAAHk/-bQl9WW4Rw0/s320/james+bay+aug+09+072.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438627461991528786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the world of energy&lt;br /&gt;just so you know&lt;br /&gt;just flows and flows&lt;br /&gt;this way that way&lt;br /&gt;up and down&lt;br /&gt;in and out&lt;br /&gt;and straight on through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;standing still&lt;br /&gt;listening to them&lt;br /&gt;walking &lt;br /&gt;through them&lt;br /&gt;swimming in these waves&lt;br /&gt;has completely &lt;br /&gt;affected me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;creativity flows there&lt;br /&gt;magic is created there&lt;br /&gt;Life is forged there&lt;br /&gt;we each have waves&lt;br /&gt;big and bright&lt;br /&gt;and each thought&lt;br /&gt;that leaves from you &lt;br /&gt;effects the sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walk down the street and see&lt;br /&gt;what affect your thoughts can have&lt;br /&gt;on people all around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you wave your anger&lt;br /&gt;even just inside yourself&lt;br /&gt;it seeths and squishes out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walk with laughter and with joy&lt;br /&gt;and it just can't help&lt;br /&gt;spilling about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pulled here today&lt;br /&gt;something I needed to say&lt;br /&gt;I hope it got on you :)&lt;br /&gt;Sparkle Magnet Power Forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is Lovely&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6399135839779375494-8933052055506119624?l=lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/feeds/8933052055506119624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2010/02/energy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/8933052055506119624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/8933052055506119624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2010/02/energy.html' title='Energy'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06999367960465976920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SeKzu8VuHfI/AAAAAAAAABI/llV0kX_1wFA/S220/100_3296.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/S3ni3JGweVI/AAAAAAAAAHk/-bQl9WW4Rw0/s72-c/james+bay+aug+09+072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6399135839779375494.post-1222051784081253954</id><published>2009-12-06T15:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T15:30:18.689-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/Sxw9hg9Z7mI/AAAAAAAAAHc/sdbrLWezsW8/s1600-h/moonpeace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412268498184957538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/Sxw9hg9Z7mI/AAAAAAAAAHc/sdbrLWezsW8/s320/moonpeace.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friends... like love come in all sizes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Family...those you are born to...and those you choose as you walk through life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In this day and age, we are all looking for something..some of us don't know exactly what we are looking for but are looking nonetheless....and truly we don't need to go anywhere we just need to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other day I was moved to tears by the words of a stranger..now she and I are no longer strangers, we are connected in our mutual loss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can never walk by her or think of her as someone I don't know, so in truth we are just friends we haven't met yet. Some of us will get along fast and easy, others more shy and nervous will take their time, but by and by we will all become friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The dance of friend means this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I care about you...and don't' want to see you in any pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to know what's up with you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you need me and I can do something for you I will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hold a place for you in my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A place that you can go when we are apart, to feel connected don't' you see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You may be there... and I may be here, but in friendship our waves reach out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and touch across the land and across the sea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you are near, and a warm heart your soul needs come my way, for tea, and cheer and good laugh or a beer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do not know when I will see you next but know this, I carry you in a special pocket, near my heart, so think of me chances are I'll be thinking of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We don't know what another is carrying until they care to open and share, to let down our hair, so offer the world your smile, to say 'look' I care and 'I am aware' .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;However long the dance may be, dance and smile and sing and share, twirl and laugh and give and take, whether it is 10 seconds, 10 minutes 10 years 10 lifetimes be aware, and care&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/6399135839779375494-1222051784081253954?l=lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/feeds/1222051784081253954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2009/12/friends.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/1222051784081253954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/1222051784081253954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2009/12/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06999367960465976920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SeKzu8VuHfI/AAAAAAAAABI/llV0kX_1wFA/S220/100_3296.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/Sxw9hg9Z7mI/AAAAAAAAAHc/sdbrLWezsW8/s72-c/moonpeace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6399135839779375494.post-8996459902358125564</id><published>2009-09-07T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T18:09:53.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Muse</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SqWu1WXmkxI/AAAAAAAAAGk/2fZSKZFZzHM/s1600-h/myfairy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378897561524802322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SqWu1WXmkxI/AAAAAAAAAGk/2fZSKZFZzHM/s320/myfairy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think of me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;when you are happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;or when loneliness calls your name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Smile for me whether I am near or far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep my smile tucked always inside your heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are like the rain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;that falls in tropic jungles,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wild , fast, and furious up top&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and a lovely mist that trickles down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and quenches my soul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am like a lovely flower&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;waiting for the rain to fall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;for your smile to shine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;through the canopy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and light the day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6399135839779375494-8996459902358125564?l=lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/feeds/8996459902358125564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-muse.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/8996459902358125564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/8996459902358125564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-muse.html' title='My Muse'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06999367960465976920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SeKzu8VuHfI/AAAAAAAAABI/llV0kX_1wFA/S220/100_3296.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SqWu1WXmkxI/AAAAAAAAAGk/2fZSKZFZzHM/s72-c/myfairy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6399135839779375494.post-4490898950796550799</id><published>2009-08-02T17:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T17:26:15.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SnYun2YzvaI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/hqQN0v7PJIA/s1600-h/scan0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365527268207869346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SnYun2YzvaI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/hqQN0v7PJIA/s320/scan0001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;An awakened life is a life of Hope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walking through this world unaware of the connections we have to each other&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;is like walking in a fog, you can't see 2 feet in front of you and so many people seem to be so unaware. In this unaware state so many people feel lost and totally alone in the world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They do not see the ways in which we are all connected to one another, no matter where we are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have always been aware of my connection to people because of the Vet clinic, it is impossible to have someone hand you their pet, their best friend and in some cases an animal that is for some people their child without a good connection. BUT outside of the clinic and outside the people who know and love me I have walked this world these last few years head down, in my own world and that says to the Universe, don't notice me, don't look at me, go away and leave me alone....and the Universe does. Thankfully I was never pessimistic because negative energy just brings you more negative stuff to be thrown into your world because you are attracting it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With tragedy, death and loss come all sorts of opportunities the first is acceptance of things we can not change...we will all die ! and We are Not Alone...and accept the hand that is given to share a sorrow. In Love and Loss we are all connected, Love brings us a way to celebrate together and share in the joy, and Loss brings us together to help each other cope with the pain that we all experience. Since I was a child I have been sending my thoughts to the Universe, my questions, my longings, my love and there is nothing better than sitting late at night when the world is asleep, under the Moon and listening . Thoughts are electrical impulses, which are vibrations, which are waves. Waves floating across time and space...all life can vibrate, we all are receivers and transmitters just so many people tune out and in doing so miss an amazing thing feeling the pulse of Life. I always have Hope, Hope that people will see these connections, see the snowball affect of negative energy, and see more Hope for the evolution of the Human species. All for one and one for all...Hope springs eternal. I believe in the Universe....I walk with my head up, I know something wonderful is happening to me and I accept it with open arms...and I let the negative people who want me to believe I will not get my dream to slip away without a second glance. Listen to the World Get to Know your own voice in the world be not afraid to take a leap into the unknown remember your essence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you start with Love in your heart the world can only give you more! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6399135839779375494-4490898950796550799?l=lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/feeds/4490898950796550799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2009/08/hope.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/4490898950796550799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/4490898950796550799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2009/08/hope.html' title='Hope'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06999367960465976920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SeKzu8VuHfI/AAAAAAAAABI/llV0kX_1wFA/S220/100_3296.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SnYun2YzvaI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/hqQN0v7PJIA/s72-c/scan0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6399135839779375494.post-391945691511023978</id><published>2009-07-18T12:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T12:48:25.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Love Energy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SmInA-p7i2I/AAAAAAAAAFo/RT4QUsLGpkw/s1600-h/100_2226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SmInA-p7i2I/AAAAAAAAAFo/RT4QUsLGpkw/s320/100_2226.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359889404296661858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was driving the other morning just letting the wind blow through my mind, &lt;br /&gt;letting it stir it up a bit, when I had a vision. The vision was of Energy looking down, as in Dumbledors Pensive and for those who have not seen or read any Harry it's like a giant birdbath that shows possible futures and pasts. anyway...&lt;br /&gt;I saw myself and my 'one' not as people but as pieces of energy getting ready to bud off, like spiders ballooning out of the egg sack. We looked down and we're judging the life we were about to go into, seeing it from beginning to end. Seeing all these lives floating by, 'oh look at that one...that looks cool' or ' I want that!!, look how fabulous that life is!' and watching others jump without really seeing the totality of the life they were choosing! So there I was with my love, talking about all the places we'd been before, comparing what we would be doing before we hooked up again, if we would, where it would be. As energy we only have a vibration, a frequency, an aura, our bodies change all the time. So there we where...and as I judged this life I was about to choose I saw the pain, I saw the sorrow, but thankfully in the time line of energy...those moments were but blips on the hands of time...and what I chose this lifeline for is what is about to come to me...I can feel it...I can feel 'HIM' we are getting closer. I think he waiting allot longer than me...but in the end it doesn't matter does it....we are all energy..and when these bodies die it is released back to the Universe and the cycle starts all over again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6399135839779375494-391945691511023978?l=lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/feeds/391945691511023978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2009/07/life-love-energy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/391945691511023978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/391945691511023978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2009/07/life-love-energy.html' title='Life Love Energy'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06999367960465976920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SeKzu8VuHfI/AAAAAAAAABI/llV0kX_1wFA/S220/100_3296.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SmInA-p7i2I/AAAAAAAAAFo/RT4QUsLGpkw/s72-c/100_2226.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6399135839779375494.post-729508350064881530</id><published>2009-07-07T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T21:13:55.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>our journey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SlQc8fwODBI/AAAAAAAAAEw/mENaaj_22bc/s1600-h/mirrorcloud.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SlQc8fwODBI/AAAAAAAAAEw/mENaaj_22bc/s320/mirrorcloud.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355937682491837458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's Path &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: California Psychics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the biggest challenges we face as people is to remember that life is a journey. While each one of us has our own special strengths and purposes, our time on this earth is not sequentially mapped out. Every choice, or step along the way, is an opportunity to find fulfillment, especially when we are true to ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's the easy road?&lt;br /&gt;We tend to get so wrapped up and stressed out that we forget what we're doing, which can complicate navigating where we are going. Life is demanding, and more often than not, a little bit uncertain. Sometimes, the trials and tribulations of experience are exactly what we need to start us thinking about the path we are on in this life. Just because things may be confusing or challenging now, it doesn't mean that road ahead is going to unfold the same way. Many of us choose to take the hard roads - it's like we believe the greater the struggle, the greater the victory. While there may be some truth in that, we often times make things more complicated than they have to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your life path&lt;br /&gt;It is said that each one of us has a purpose, something we are in this world to do. We tend to think that we are here to achieve that one great thing, whatever it may be. This concept can often cloud our judgment, making us feel that somehow we are doing something wrong, heading in the wrong direction, or simply going nowhere at all. Unlike a road trip, life isn't a singular destination pinpointed on a map, it is more of a collection of thoughts, feelings, desires and experiences. Because of this, we have more than one purpose per life, and the freedom and ability to change the path that we are on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to understand your path in life, it is often essential to understand where you are now, and how it is you got here. By looking back with an open and unbiased mind, you are likely to see how your life has evolved. By reflecting over days gone by, we can refresh our minds and spirits of the things that worked for us, as well as those things that didn't work out quite as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ultimate life...&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, we get to do what we want to, other times we simply do what we have to, but all of it is somehow connected to the choices we have made. That's the beauty and the heartache of having free will - nobody's destiny is left strictly to fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your life path is very unique to you. While others may have common goals or desires, their path to ultimate fulfillment may take them down very different roads from your own. Take the time to ask yourself what it is you really want out of life, and then think of how you can make it so. Because many of us are much more familiar with the list of things we don't want, a simple place to start would be creating a plan to become free from those things. Sometimes a little reverse-engineering can lead to great discovery. In order to find your true path in life, you must learn or accept what is true to you - even if that truth is something grand and scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some paths are smooth, others have more than a few bumps. Life, and its twisting paths, causes us to grow and change. Some days, the only way to know where we are going is to pause and acknowledge how far we've come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world is your oyster&lt;br /&gt;Whether you know where you are going, or have just recently figured out where you have been, there is uncharted territory for you left to explore. Don't fear what comes next, because fear can keep you still. Chase your dreams, plan to fulfill your desires, follow your heart and honor the person you have become. The next step in your life is what you've decided it will be. Remember, life may be but a journey, but you are in the driver's seat! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you follow where your spirit leads, you'll never be lead astray. So face each day with an open heart and open mind, and work as hard as you play!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6399135839779375494-729508350064881530?l=lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/feeds/729508350064881530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2009/07/our-journey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/729508350064881530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/729508350064881530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2009/07/our-journey.html' title='our journey'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06999367960465976920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SeKzu8VuHfI/AAAAAAAAABI/llV0kX_1wFA/S220/100_3296.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SlQc8fwODBI/AAAAAAAAAEw/mENaaj_22bc/s72-c/mirrorcloud.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6399135839779375494.post-6428473687424301323</id><published>2009-06-22T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T20:12:07.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Russell the Sheep</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SkBH_P6QoyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/OhY4lwAm0MA/s1600-h/Russell+the+Sheep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 315px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SkBH_P6QoyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/OhY4lwAm0MA/s320/Russell+the+Sheep.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350355509244371746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in Love...oh yes I am...and I want the Whole World to Know his name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is.....&lt;br /&gt;RUSSELL THE SHEEP&lt;br /&gt;and his friend Frankie :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went looking in my local big Super Centre Grocery Store to see if Russell Brands Bookie Wook was there...I have already read it..it was sent from London by some of my patients, through their owner :) anyway...&lt;br /&gt;I went looking to see if the Biography Section had finally got it..well as I got to the section and I'm scanning the books looking for the word 'Russell' what do I find? between William Shatner and Dr Phil??? Russell the Sheep well I doubled over giggling my head off....people up the isle looking at me...:)~ go one like I worry about that...so...I pick it up and open it up and start reading it out loud, (how else are you going to read a kids book?) I can't stop laughing..serendipity rides again...I go looking for Russell..and I find him..and now I love this little sheep... I took him to work today and read him out loud, showed all the pictures, and pointed out Franklin... whom I had to go online to find out his name...it is not said outright in this book...I even got a couple clients to read it while they were waiting to see the Vet. Now we all know about Russell and I can't wait to go see Mable and Splat, and the rest of the lovely things from Rob Scotton's mind :)&lt;br /&gt;I need a Russell hat...I have a little frog..but will now need a Russell T shirt to sleep in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You Russell the Sheep for showing up in my world&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6399135839779375494-6428473687424301323?l=lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/feeds/6428473687424301323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2009/06/russell-sheep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/6428473687424301323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/6428473687424301323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2009/06/russell-sheep.html' title='Russell the Sheep'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06999367960465976920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SeKzu8VuHfI/AAAAAAAAABI/llV0kX_1wFA/S220/100_3296.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SkBH_P6QoyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/OhY4lwAm0MA/s72-c/Russell+the+Sheep.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6399135839779375494.post-35137602804063900</id><published>2009-06-21T19:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T19:45:18.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a peach</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/Sj7v_DTckmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/CQIwjs-0fbI/s1600-h/trees+talking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 208px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/Sj7v_DTckmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/CQIwjs-0fbI/s320/trees+talking.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349977273860395618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is full of serendipity&lt;br /&gt;If you know how to look.&lt;br /&gt;Unseen hands helping&lt;br /&gt;through time and space.&lt;br /&gt;Why did you come, on this day, at this time?&lt;br /&gt;Do we even know the reasons?&lt;br /&gt;It is only in hindsight that we connect all the dots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes people come into your life&lt;br /&gt;at the right time, &lt;br /&gt;and they affect you and your life&lt;br /&gt;in ways that woulnd't have been possible&lt;br /&gt;had they come the day before or the day after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a ripe peach you walked into my life&lt;br /&gt;not too early when you would have been hard and unripe&lt;br /&gt;or overripe and inedible because &lt;br /&gt;I would have turned away..&lt;br /&gt;you walked across the stage of my life&lt;br /&gt;and set my soul ablaze&lt;br /&gt;and everyday there is something I must do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you&lt;br /&gt;as I fill my soul from this beautiful ripe fruit&lt;br /&gt;smiles of contentment&lt;br /&gt;giggles of joy&lt;br /&gt;and a life of happiness&lt;br /&gt;come forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as one tree talks to another&lt;br /&gt;energy calls to eachother&lt;br /&gt;looking for vibrations and frequencies &lt;br /&gt;that match&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankyou&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6399135839779375494-35137602804063900?l=lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/feeds/35137602804063900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2009/06/peach.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/35137602804063900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/35137602804063900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2009/06/peach.html' title='a peach'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06999367960465976920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SeKzu8VuHfI/AAAAAAAAABI/llV0kX_1wFA/S220/100_3296.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/Sj7v_DTckmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/CQIwjs-0fbI/s72-c/trees+talking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6399135839779375494.post-7611713826095600221</id><published>2009-06-18T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T08:29:14.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>on my way</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SjpdRQ9z-LI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/IyUs5w8QFEw/s1600-h/100_2279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SjpdRQ9z-LI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/IyUs5w8QFEw/s320/100_2279.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348690058649270450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking through the world&lt;br /&gt;open to it's whisperings&lt;br /&gt;I heard your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;Healing the world&lt;br /&gt;one soul at a time&lt;br /&gt;I vibrate towards you.&lt;br /&gt;Open and touching&lt;br /&gt;healing and vibrating&lt;br /&gt;laughing and crying,&lt;br /&gt;waves....we are all waves&lt;br /&gt;moonbeams radiate our light&lt;br /&gt;in the darkness&lt;br /&gt;sunbeams show our sparkle&lt;br /&gt;in the light&lt;br /&gt;and our connection to eachother&lt;br /&gt;show us the way home&lt;br /&gt;Grab my wave&lt;br /&gt;I've come to show you.....&lt;br /&gt;something.....&lt;br /&gt;remarkable....&lt;br /&gt;that you've asked for&lt;br /&gt;your whole life,&lt;br /&gt;close your eyes..&lt;br /&gt;listen with your heart&lt;br /&gt;and open your mind&lt;br /&gt;and you will find me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace my piece of the rainbow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6399135839779375494-7611713826095600221?l=lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/feeds/7611713826095600221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2009/06/on-my-way.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/7611713826095600221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/7611713826095600221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2009/06/on-my-way.html' title='on my way'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06999367960465976920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SeKzu8VuHfI/AAAAAAAAABI/llV0kX_1wFA/S220/100_3296.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SjpdRQ9z-LI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/IyUs5w8QFEw/s72-c/100_2279.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6399135839779375494.post-1113505151297542035</id><published>2009-06-06T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T15:33:09.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On My Way To You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SiruThRTlOI/AAAAAAAAAEI/KnEKzwNBmd4/s1600-h/100_6300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SiruThRTlOI/AAAAAAAAAEI/KnEKzwNBmd4/s320/100_6300.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344345926944396514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waltzing through my life&lt;br /&gt;dancing in the rain,&lt;br /&gt;and following the Moon.&lt;br /&gt;The thoughts of the World&lt;br /&gt;wave over me&lt;br /&gt;in electrical impulses&lt;br /&gt;Causing me to twist&lt;br /&gt;and turn,&lt;br /&gt;float and fly,&lt;br /&gt;as I try to figure out why.&lt;br /&gt;Listening to the energies&lt;br /&gt;I pass by&lt;br /&gt;on my way to You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fire has been lit in my soul. A calling has reached out &amp;amp; draws me out , and as I show it in, I also show my calling out, finding out what &lt;br /&gt;works and what doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;Living off instincts, trusting my dreams, believing whole heartily in serendipity. Shaking off all the negativity I've swam through over my life..singing all my favourite songs, letting the right action flow through me in everything I do and every encounter I have.&lt;br /&gt;Daily I let go of more and more stuff, things I can't change, can't fix,&lt;br /&gt;things I can not make my problem, and in putting these things down&lt;br /&gt;so many more things open up...it is remarkable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the last couple of years I've held on to too much crap&lt;br /&gt;and in holding all the shit it filled my&lt;br /&gt;wonderful sparkly Universe with&lt;br /&gt;pain , sadness, loss, anger,&lt;br /&gt;and when you hold on to these things that is what you see&lt;br /&gt;and that is what comes to you...&lt;br /&gt;some people say that's just life...all the shit...but I refuse to see the world that way..&lt;br /&gt;because I can see the difference..with just a few changes how much better life&lt;br /&gt;is on the positive side of the universe..&lt;br /&gt;I am awake&lt;br /&gt;I am present&lt;br /&gt;I know so many things from being open to the Universe&lt;br /&gt;Everyday is a learning experience&lt;br /&gt;This calling pulls me through the ether of life&lt;br /&gt;everyday one step closer&lt;br /&gt;to finding out if it's true&lt;br /&gt;and along the way&lt;br /&gt;I shall sing and dance&lt;br /&gt;and roll down the hills&lt;br /&gt;laughing&lt;br /&gt;enjoying every moment of life&lt;br /&gt;releasing pain,&lt;br /&gt;letting go of sadness&lt;br /&gt;building beauty&lt;br /&gt;honoring the fabulousness I encounter along the way&lt;br /&gt;seeing the teachers the Universe sends my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for being you&lt;br /&gt;thank you for affecting my world&lt;br /&gt;see you out there&lt;br /&gt;we are all connected whether we like it or not&lt;br /&gt;your vibration affects all things around me&lt;br /&gt;I affect you, you affect me and together we affect each other&lt;br /&gt;Lets stay with positive affection&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6399135839779375494-1113505151297542035?l=lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/feeds/1113505151297542035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2009/06/on-my-way-to-you.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/1113505151297542035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/1113505151297542035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2009/06/on-my-way-to-you.html' title='On My Way To You'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06999367960465976920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SeKzu8VuHfI/AAAAAAAAABI/llV0kX_1wFA/S220/100_3296.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SiruThRTlOI/AAAAAAAAAEI/KnEKzwNBmd4/s72-c/100_6300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6399135839779375494.post-2567883590579980940</id><published>2009-05-31T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T21:17:41.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SiNWX00bebI/AAAAAAAAAEA/X8N0BWUsz2k/s1600-h/EM_followyourheart1_L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 263px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SiNWX00bebI/AAAAAAAAAEA/X8N0BWUsz2k/s320/EM_followyourheart1_L.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342208550307068338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautify your Dreams&lt;br /&gt;This is.....where you want to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspiration walks through the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sight is not just with the eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is experienced on many levels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and love is a wonderful drug,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and truth will set you free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I let life sing it’s beauty to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I roll in the waves that laughter brings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am inspired by the wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pushed forward by a vibration,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and most importantly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the joy of living in the moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACROSS THE WAVES &lt;br /&gt;THOUGHTS TRAVEL&lt;br /&gt;ALL THOUGHTS, GOOD AND BAD&lt;br /&gt;AND THEY AFFECT THINGS&lt;br /&gt;ALONG THE WAY&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU COULD SEE THE DAMAGE&lt;br /&gt;EVERY NEGATIVE THOUGHT DID&lt;br /&gt;WOULD YOU STOP?&lt;br /&gt;AND SEEING THE JOY THAT POSITIVE&lt;br /&gt;THOUGHTS LEAVE ON YOUR SOUL&lt;br /&gt;COULD YOU KEEP IT UP?&lt;br /&gt;CHOICES....CHOICES....&lt;br /&gt;LIFE IS FULL OF THEM&lt;br /&gt;WHY DO WE CHOOSE THESE PATHS?&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO WE HOPE TO LEARN?&lt;br /&gt;CAN WE TRUELY HELP EACHOTHER, EVEN THOSE WE DO NOT KNOW YET?&lt;br /&gt;FOLLOW A PATH THAT HAS HEART&lt;br /&gt;A JOYOUS PATH&lt;br /&gt;FILL IT WITH LIGHT&lt;br /&gt;AND LOVE AND MOST IMPORTANT&lt;br /&gt;LAUGHTER TO MAKE IT THROUGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS RUSSELL &lt;br /&gt;for inspiring me&lt;br /&gt;for the way your energy hit me upon first seeing it&lt;br /&gt;for making me want to go out and play again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6399135839779375494-2567883590579980940?l=lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/feeds/2567883590579980940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2009/05/dreams.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/2567883590579980940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/2567883590579980940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2009/05/dreams.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06999367960465976920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SeKzu8VuHfI/AAAAAAAAABI/llV0kX_1wFA/S220/100_3296.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SiNWX00bebI/AAAAAAAAAEA/X8N0BWUsz2k/s72-c/EM_followyourheart1_L.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6399135839779375494.post-6323098293030152461</id><published>2009-05-11T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T18:56:53.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eye Contact</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SgjXUNov3vI/AAAAAAAAADQ/x0YyWcNaMfY/s1600-h/june+from+three+friends.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334750500878278386" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 248px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SgjXUNov3vI/AAAAAAAAADQ/x0YyWcNaMfY/s320/june+from+three+friends.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;EYE CONTACT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I WANT TO TALK ABOUT EYE CONTACT &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I run a Vet clinic and so every time I talk face to face with a person I totally look into their eyes, it helps to feel that they understand what I've said so there are no miscommunication and you get to totally connect with the person. As I walk through life I have always asked, without words for eye contact from people. I don't know how many times in my house growing up I hear, "Look at me when I'm talking to you!" and from that it has just become habit. The eyes are the window to the soul. The eyes don't lie and for sure it is harder to lie to a person when maintaining direct eye contact. My abilities to feel people from their eyes has made me walk through the world with my consciously choosing to either look directly at people or not depending on how strong I felt that day. But an interesting thing happened a year ago when I started on this path of truth, truth with myself and the way I connect with the world. I no longer look away, I project myself out there and in doing so have caused most people I meet, and even some as I just drive by to hold my eye contact, as if to say in that fleeting moment..."I saw you :)" to connect with me on a deeper level and it is pretty cool. :) Clients, strangers on streets, in shops. As I walk around with my energy flowing out of me without pulling it in it has changed so much of my world and the world I touch. More and more people are coming out of the woodwork to talk to me, to ask me things, to just connect even in the littlest of ways and it is amazing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes I pull that web of energy in when I sense bad vibes and serious negativity but mostly I spend my days with my energy web open and flowing which I guess is why I collect a vast array of strange people and lost souls in both my waking and my dreaming life...dreaming life...that too is another world for another day...so look at people when you talk to them feel your energy web as it meets another in eye connection. Know that what you feel is projected out to the Universe and if you've been crying to the Universe it hears you but when you're messed up you can not hear it's answer so take care of yourself, focus your power and you will hear the Universe answer you back. Universal Love is there and it wants everyone to be happy but you have to be happy first. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace Love and Rainbows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6399135839779375494-6323098293030152461?l=lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/feeds/6323098293030152461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2009/05/eye-contact.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/6323098293030152461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/6323098293030152461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2009/05/eye-contact.html' title='Eye Contact'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06999367960465976920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SeKzu8VuHfI/AAAAAAAAABI/llV0kX_1wFA/S220/100_3296.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SgjXUNov3vI/AAAAAAAAADQ/x0YyWcNaMfY/s72-c/june+from+three+friends.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6399135839779375494.post-3079965841256137884</id><published>2009-05-11T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T18:47:51.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SgjVITWKwsI/AAAAAAAAADI/28PpLtYlC5k/s1600-h/lilypads.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334748097229275842" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 221px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SgjVITWKwsI/AAAAAAAAADI/28PpLtYlC5k/s320/lilypads.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time people rush through so much I've got to get here...Ive got to be there and in all that rushing around they forget something that time is something we made up so we could measure stuff...because we seem to like order to the universe ,well I don't I like natural Entropy I don't own a watch, every one, my whole life, I break, not on purpose but it happens...I will bump into something..broken watch..fall off a skateboard fly through the air into a pen of buffalo's who just looked at me and went...'snurff' and went back to their lunch..did they care that my watch was broken, that my ass was raw and bleeding from ripping across the top of the fence? Nope. I finally realized that I was not meant to watch time, all the clocks in my house have different times, and the only one I believe most days is my cell phone. Years ago seeing as I didn't believe in time...yes I know it exists but I don't let it have any real power over me I knew that there were people who would want me to know about time and being on time in this society and back then I did partake in allot off illegal substances but still got to work on time, still made all my commitments because my dad taught me something..your word is your truth and don't say things if you don't mean them, or you're not going to do it...better to say 'No' then to have people waiting on you. So I needed to a way to judge the passage of time when in altered states so I started asking people constantly 'do you have the time?' ' what time is it?" and after a couple of weeks I noticed something...every time I ask 'what time is it?' it had been exactly 15 minutes since the last time I thought about it...so now I never need a watch I just have to do math constantly when I don't carry my cell phone...so it's a good thing I'm a math person and that math excites me :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So don't let time rule your life...use it to your advantage play with it bend it, shape it, and for heavens sake don't tell someone you'll be there at this time is you know you are always late or forgetful. Know yourself and be true to yourself and give yourself a window of time and with saying that I have a window of time I must go fill....people and animals and society all want my time...good thing I can stop time when I need and start it back up and this is a start up time...see you when I stop time again and come play in my world of wonder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace and watch the Moon she is me I am her and I am always around, you may not see me but I am there shinning my energy somewhere in the universe so if you need a good thought look to the moon and absorb the rays and if you have extra good thoughts send them back at me and I'll make sure if someone else needs them they get them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;peace people &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6399135839779375494-3079965841256137884?l=lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/feeds/3079965841256137884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2009/05/time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/3079965841256137884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/3079965841256137884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2009/05/time.html' title='Time'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06999367960465976920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SeKzu8VuHfI/AAAAAAAAABI/llV0kX_1wFA/S220/100_3296.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SgjVITWKwsI/AAAAAAAAADI/28PpLtYlC5k/s72-c/lilypads.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6399135839779375494.post-4621270496768052639</id><published>2009-05-10T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T14:14:14.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Life Path  Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SgdBioKIGDI/AAAAAAAAADA/6Zmw3TGoGDA/s1600-h/waterweb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334304346794891314" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SgdBioKIGDI/AAAAAAAAADA/6Zmw3TGoGDA/s320/waterweb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a new step for me so please stay with me while I try to explain it once and for all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Web of Life is available to us all, we just need to know how to feel the connections.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have had a job since I could stand up without falling down, here is a cloth start helping ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know what it's like to, not 'pull your weight'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've run a Veterinary clinic for the last 28 years, 40-60 hour weeks, plus house calls and my inability to say 'NO' to clients and friends alike, have left me with little social time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Veterinary Medicine is tough, physically, mentally and sometimes spiritually draining and uplifting. I've walked the thin line with Life &amp;amp; Death on a daily basis and it is taking it's toll on me. I am a healer deep down, besides the animals I'm always feeding and giving to my friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It took a flying out to Newfoundland a couple of years ago to meet a man I'd never met for me to learn something about myself.....that I have and am still the anchor for so many people, and pets BUT who is my anchor? who is there for me, deep inside when I need it? who will always be there?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've lived my life not being afraid to throw my heart out there...I'm not a wallflower when it comes to love....I can't hide it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pretty much every guy I've got out with has gotten married within 6 months to a year of breaking up with me...why??? I don't know...their wives thank me for the things I taught them and we laugh....but inside I shed a tear...here we go once again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been on so many blind dates, answered so many ads, gone out with so many brothers, friends, and even made jokes years ago to my gay friends that if I hadn't found 'him' by the time I was 40 I was going to start hitting for the other team !! but I love men..all things about them !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My girlfriends always said I was too picky, and that I just need to not be so over the top and just settle for someone instead of dreaming up this man you will never find. Well those girlfriends are now divorced with kids, or in loveless marriages. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I once went out with a man because he loved me so much with the hope that I would learn to love him...we had nothing in common except a love of animals...I set him free..he deserved true love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So where is this all leading...you may ask...it at this moment in time leads to Russell Brand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A year ago I was dealing with the end of a friendship that had spanned 30 years, the death of my father the year before, the buy out of my house from this friend, then the murder of my 12 yr old great niece...so I made a choice....LIVE LIFE TO THE FULLEST &amp;amp; DO NOT BE AFRAID &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so I started on this road to better health, and made some serious changes and started connecting to my life in ways I was only before scratching the surface. Death has a way of making you face things...I am not afraid of death...but life has sooo much to offer and explore and share that I don't want to leave...not yet :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the midst of all these changes as I walking walking past my TV and I heard David Letterman say, 'here from England Russell Brand' instantly I stopped and looked...the second he walked upon that stage I was Electrified!!! like a bolt of lightening hit me. All tingly and utterly aware.. then he opened his mouth, and spoke...every emotion I had about men flooded my body and for 10 minutes I stood like a deer in the headlights...a commercial came and it was over...and I was left "tongue tied and twisted just an earth bound misfit" and it took hours to shake out of it. A few weeks later he was on Leno...so as an experiment I watched again...and WHAMO it happened again!! and from that moment on I have been 'Branded"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What does this all mean???? I've been asking myself that all winter. I've gone down some strange rabbit holes looking for the answers. It was like the Universe said to me...'Go look at him' didn't tell me why...my path is to figure it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I came to Twitter following Stephen Fry with the hopes it would lead to Russell...it did but not the way I'd hoped...it lead me to the most amazing bunch of people that fill my days with knowledge and hope and caring and dreams of an amazing world and I am so grateful for the path that opened in front of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But alas Russell is not just a catalyst...I thought maybe that's what he is and said thank you to the spirits that pushed me towards him...but they still push so I am not done with this man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It even made me think well maybe we knew each other in another life..he was my dog, I was his, or even maybe we were turnips in the same field.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What next?? I ask daily...well the Universe sent me a song...for Russell, I've played guitar since 1976 and never wrote a song..why did I write one for him????? I don't know but I am compelled to play it daily for at least an hour, sending the music to the winds, and it likes to be played outside better then inside...I am just a tool of the music.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was about to jump on a plane and fly to London and spend 10 days looking for him to just bump into him...but the day before I bought the ticket the transmission died in my truck so I took this as a sign I wasn't going to London and that I or he wasn't ready.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have never asked for HELP anytime in my life, I'd rather just push along, struggling with my troubles than bother someone with my worries, but I have come to see that asking for help doesn't make you weak it gives others a chance to shine and show their strengths. I'm strong and dependable but under it all I long for a special Love one that I know will transcend time, and space.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A love that from a spark, through a thought manifests in reality and will be the Love Story of This Century. A connection so deep words can not describe it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for Russell...he uses his gigs and his fame to audition women..he even says it.. so I'm asking the Universe and all those I know to help me get a personal audition with him. To help me show this man, Me, the wild and different love I offer. If we travelled in the same circles I'd walk right up to him, if he was one of my clients I'd take him in an exam room and tell him how I feel, and besides if he was a client of mine he would already love and respect me and know all about my many talents....and I DO NOT WANT TO JOIN HIS FAN CLUB I am not a groupie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess I'm putting this out there because you never don't know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe the universe wants to help me more than I know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also could be totally wrong about all these things I sense coming from Russell, and there is only one way to find out...and that is to have a meeting with him, because there is only way one person who can tell me that I am wrong and that would be Russell himself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And if I'm wrong once again I will pick my heart up, dust it off and spin and sparkle my way onto the next wild connection the universe sends to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my motto for the rest of my life...NO REGRETS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6399135839779375494-4621270496768052639?l=lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/feeds/4621270496768052639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-life-path-hope.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/4621270496768052639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/4621270496768052639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-life-path-hope.html' title='A New Life Path  Hope'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06999367960465976920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SeKzu8VuHfI/AAAAAAAAABI/llV0kX_1wFA/S220/100_3296.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SgdBioKIGDI/AAAAAAAAADA/6Zmw3TGoGDA/s72-c/waterweb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6399135839779375494.post-9099685174347752614</id><published>2009-05-09T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T06:41:03.005-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's Path</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SgWHpHKh2JI/AAAAAAAAAC4/_urIZtU9sf8/s1600-h/my+valley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333818474057816210" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SgWHpHKh2JI/AAAAAAAAAC4/_urIZtU9sf8/s320/my+valley.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://www.californiapsychics.com/"&gt;California Psychics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;One of the biggest challenges we face as people is to remember that life is a journey. While each one of us has our own special strengths and purposes, our time on this earth is &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; sequentially mapped out. Every choice, or step along the way, is an opportunity to find fulfillment, especially when we are true to ourselves.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where's the easy road?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;We tend to get so wrapped up and stressed out that we forget what we're doing, which can complicate navigating where we are going. Life is demanding, and more often than not, a little bit uncertain. Sometimes, the trials and tribulations of experience are exactly what we need to start us thinking about the path we are on in this life. Just because things may be confusing or challenging now, it doesn't mean that road ahead is going to unfold the same way. Many of us choose to take the hard roads - it's like we believe the greater the struggle, the greater the victory. While there may be some truth in that, we often times make things more complicated than they have to be.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your life path&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;It is said that each one of us has a purpose, something we are in this world to do. We tend to think that we are here to achieve that one great thing, whatever it may be. This concept can often cloud our judgment, making us feel that somehow we are doing something wrong, heading in the wrong direction, or simply going nowhere at all. Unlike a road trip, life isn't a singular destination pinpointed on a map, it is more of a collection of thoughts, feelings, desires and experiences. Because of this, we have more than one purpose per life, and the freedom and ability to change the path that we are on.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;In order to understand your path in life, it is often essential to understand where you are now, and how it is you got here. By looking back with an open and unbiased mind, you are likely to see how your life has evolved. By reflecting over days gone by, we can refresh our minds and spirits of the things that worked for us, as well as those things that didn't work out quite as well. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The ultimate life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Sometimes, we get to do what we want to, other times we simply do what we have to, but all of it is somehow connected to the choices we have made. That's the beauty and the heartache of having free will - nobody's destiny is left strictly to fate.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Your life path is very unique to you. While others may have common goals or desires, their path to ultimate fulfillment may take them down very different roads from your own. Take the time to ask yourself what it is you really want out of life, and then think of how you can make it so. Because many of us are much more familiar with the list of things we don't want, a simple place to start would be creating a plan to become free from those things. Sometimes a little reverse-engineering can lead to great discovery. In order to find your true path in life, you must learn or accept what is true to you - even if that truth is something grand and scary.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some paths are smooth, others have more than a few bumps. Life, and its twisting paths, causes us to grow and change. Some days, the only way to know where we are going is to pause and acknowledge how far we've come.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The world is your oyster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Whether you know where you are going, or have just recently figured out where you have been, there is uncharted territory for you left to explore. Don't fear what comes next, because fear can keep you still. Chase your dreams, plan to fulfill your desires, follow your heart and honor the person you have become. The next step in your life is what you've decided it will be. Remember, life may be but a journey, but you are in the driver's seat! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;When you follow where your spirit leads, you'll never be lead astray. So face each day with an open heart and open mind, and work as hard as you play! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6399135839779375494-9099685174347752614?l=lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/feeds/9099685174347752614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2009/05/lifes-path.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/9099685174347752614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/9099685174347752614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2009/05/lifes-path.html' title='Life&apos;s Path'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06999367960465976920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SeKzu8VuHfI/AAAAAAAAABI/llV0kX_1wFA/S220/100_3296.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SgWHpHKh2JI/AAAAAAAAAC4/_urIZtU9sf8/s72-c/my+valley.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6399135839779375494.post-1661273470502220410</id><published>2009-05-05T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T15:31:59.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quitting Smoking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SgC-UlBQxTI/AAAAAAAAACw/kSlh7nRUyL0/s1600-h/sunset+fire.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SgC-UlBQxTI/AAAAAAAAACw/kSlh7nRUyL0/s320/sunset+fire.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332471219550733618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I can finally say " I don't smoke!" it is a fabulous feeling. I truly am free. I quit December 25 2008 at midnight, as Santa was flying around the world I stood in the snow in my pj's puffing on my last smoke, blowing the smoke to the wind. This was my last moment of standing in the freezing cold to smoke like an outcast. The last of my family to quit, all but one of us were smokers including my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd quit before numerous times but always in the mindset of 'having' to do it... feeling like I was being forced..and that I was depriving myself of something special. The money never figured into it...I started smoking when a pack of 20 was 0.51 cents!! yes you heard that right...I use to collect pop bottles around the neighbourhood so I could buy a pack of smokes at 11 years old. The pack would last me for a long time but it never is how many you smoke it is that you smoke!! so don't be fooled.&lt;br /&gt;I quit for 'Love' but when that fizzled so did my resolve, a quit on bets, and of all the reasons to quit I didn't when my mom died of a weak heart due to chronic lung issues her whole life...she was on oxygen and still smoked, then my dad got lung cancer...did that work...for a day...and that is not being truthful..only about 9 hours. I knew that I didn't want to replace this horrible habit with another, so the patches and gum, and drugs were all out..I truly believed the only hold they had on me was in my mind, and hypnosis was out of the question...I've got enough of my own suggestions running amuck in there without someone else's thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day out of the blue someone told me about Allan Carr's Easy Way To Quit Smoking and I thought come on I already own every quit smoking books, but people everywhere I turned were singing this guys praises. So at the grocery store, I found a copy of the book...only one left...so I bought it...turns out this guy Allan had his epiphany when he was smoking 100 smokes a day!!! and I thought ok I'll at least keep an even more open mind seeing as he was an even bigger sucker than me !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within 4 chapters I was ready..but alas he won't let you until 3/4 of the way through the book..and it resonated with me instantly..the basis is the lies we tell our self about smoking and if you've never smoked sorry but you don't understand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on December 25, 2008 I became a non smoker...I'm not an ex smoker...just a non smoker..I turned my back on them and all the I told myself about them. I turned my back on all the energy I wasted...and there would be no more energy giving to them. So I don't really talk about it unless someone asks, and now when I see people standing in the cold smoking I just go, that's sad, and smile that it's not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final straw that pushed me over the edge to finally setting a date to quit was Russell Brand...yup...the wild Englishman himself..he doesn't know it but when we meet I will tell him...I was watching a You Tube clip...and seeing how Russell got Matt Morgan and lots of other people to film him doing things and post them to the Internet...he was giving a tour of his house...and he yelled out,,"Who lite a fag in my house????" and I thought shit I don't want him to yell at me like that when I come to his house !! so I'd better really do it this time... :) I guess it was the final kick in the ass I needed...not one second of stress, not one nic fit, and a moment when I thought 'I WANT ONE!!!!!' just the most lovely sense of satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's never too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6399135839779375494-1661273470502220410?l=lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/feeds/1661273470502220410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2009/05/quitting-smoking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/1661273470502220410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/1661273470502220410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2009/05/quitting-smoking.html' title='Quitting Smoking'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06999367960465976920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SeKzu8VuHfI/AAAAAAAAABI/llV0kX_1wFA/S220/100_3296.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SgC-UlBQxTI/AAAAAAAAACw/kSlh7nRUyL0/s72-c/sunset+fire.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6399135839779375494.post-1272242810931113117</id><published>2009-05-03T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T13:28:51.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the child within</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/Sf3-dTktEfI/AAAAAAAAACo/4kVS5dI6j98/s1600-h/cock+robbin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 96px; height: 121px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/Sf3-dTktEfI/AAAAAAAAACo/4kVS5dI6j98/s320/cock+robbin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331697313300419058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the park today...to walk the dog..that's what I told myself&lt;br /&gt;but I know I was going for a swing and a slide...it's hard to convince the dog to stay on the teeter totter  LOL and besides all I have left is the little dog and I'd have to tie her to a boulder to get it to work, and that just wouldn't be right.&lt;br /&gt;I love the look on kids faces when I come to join them on the swings, and follow up the slide ladder behind them. At first they are nervous, like I'm going to tell them what to do, then instantly most of them snap right out of it an accept me just like any other kid.  I squeal when the swing starts jerking from going to high, I stretch way back and let my hair drag in the dirt, I kick off my sandals and fill between my toes with sand, and I let the momentum bring me to a stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read a book years ago, I wish I could remember who wrote it but there was an exercise for going into your mind and finding the child you were, finding him or her at a time when they were scared, hurt, frightened, and visuallizing your adult self going into the situation and picking your child self up and telling the ones causeing the pain that they will never hurt this child again and soothing the child as you bring it from the past to the present...thus always remembering your inner child and also healing that childs pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is so much pain in this world...and I beleive we spend way too much dwelling on it...yes share it to set it free and let it go..but so many people hold their pain as a shield, as a reason to hurt back, as a reason to not be present in the world, to keep anyone from ever hurting them again.&lt;br /&gt;We all have pain, some hugely more than others..I choose to not allow the pain I suffered to be who I am...yes it hurt at the time...and yes I come across memories of it here and there but I do not hold that pain, all the negative stuff that has crossed my path has no hold on me..I see it, I sometimes acknowledge it but never pick it up.  The world has so many beautiful wonderful things to offer and as soon as you let the horrors that you hold go and look for beauty you will see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My big turning point came 1 1/2 years ago after the murder of my 12 year old great niece, I was the last one to talk to her..I thought long and hard about life and all the things about life that where wonderful and that I would miss if I wasn't here...and that list made me decide to stop only sharing my thoughts with myself and my journals and to love every second of life and to throw fear to the wind and remember all the things that gave me strength through my life...&lt;br /&gt;and the biggest one was...may amazing outlook and spirit and my connection to the inner child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so remember it's up to you to create the world you want to live in&lt;br /&gt;it's up to you to decide how you will act in the world&lt;br /&gt;no one can take that from you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you want a beautiful happy day  just go out there and shine where ever you go and the world will shine back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace people&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6399135839779375494-1272242810931113117?l=lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/feeds/1272242810931113117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2009/05/child-within.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/1272242810931113117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/1272242810931113117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2009/05/child-within.html' title='the child within'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06999367960465976920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SeKzu8VuHfI/AAAAAAAAABI/llV0kX_1wFA/S220/100_3296.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/Sf3-dTktEfI/AAAAAAAAACo/4kVS5dI6j98/s72-c/cock+robbin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6399135839779375494.post-4372811730829178246</id><published>2009-05-02T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T16:17:50.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'>random thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SfzUUkkZxwI/AAAAAAAAACg/nA7EVSWp800/s1600-h/relective+boats.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SfzUUkkZxwI/AAAAAAAAACg/nA7EVSWp800/s320/relective+boats.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331369508778657538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SfzUUUtgoAI/AAAAAAAAACY/LzGvQw4h824/s1600-h/100_6647.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SfzUUUtgoAI/AAAAAAAAACY/LzGvQw4h824/s320/100_6647.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331369504521887746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspiration walks through the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sight is not just with the eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is experienced on many levels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and love is a wonderful drug,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and truth will set you free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I let life sing it’s beauty to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I roll in the waves that laughter brings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am inspired by the wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pushed forward by a vibration,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and most importantly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the joy of living in the moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as I walk through this day &lt;br /&gt;I push my vision field further and further out&lt;br /&gt;no blinders on me !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as I walk through this day&lt;br /&gt;I open my heart to the wonders all around&lt;br /&gt;no fear in me !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as I walk through this day&lt;br /&gt;I absorb the energy of life, and exhale the energy of me&lt;br /&gt;we are one !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as I walk through this day&lt;br /&gt;I feel the vibrations of life, my life, your life his life, her life&lt;br /&gt;and I shimmer with happiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pieces of Rainbows&lt;br /&gt;That reflect the love of the Universe&lt;br /&gt;In a Million different Ways&lt;br /&gt;and each way is but a refection&lt;br /&gt;of the original&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the Child within&lt;br /&gt;Remember creativity in the moment&lt;br /&gt;finger paint a sunset&lt;br /&gt;body paint a canvas&lt;br /&gt;Write a little song&lt;br /&gt;Dance a Little dance&lt;br /&gt;Roll down a hill all the way to France&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dream and laugh and love and share&lt;br /&gt;and be fully in the moment&lt;br /&gt;and feel the wave&lt;br /&gt;The Universal Revolution Of Love and Loss &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for every Loss some Love and then more Love of all things Lovely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;words that fall from thought to form&lt;br /&gt;leave my mind and find their way to paper&lt;br /&gt;here, there and everywhere&lt;br /&gt;like the rain they must fall&lt;br /&gt;like the sun they must shine&lt;br /&gt;and like the moon they pull me&lt;br /&gt;here, there and everywhere&lt;br /&gt;to shine like pieces of rainbows&lt;br /&gt;and reflect the love of life &lt;br /&gt;to all the people who&lt;br /&gt;seek to live life as truth&lt;br /&gt;those who are pieces of that rainbow&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to put them back together&lt;br /&gt;come home, be healed, be whole&lt;br /&gt;does the moon resonate to you?&lt;br /&gt;lets help each other.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6399135839779375494-4372811730829178246?l=lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/feeds/4372811730829178246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2009/05/random-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/4372811730829178246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/4372811730829178246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2009/05/random-thoughts.html' title='random thoughts'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06999367960465976920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SeKzu8VuHfI/AAAAAAAAABI/llV0kX_1wFA/S220/100_3296.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SfzUUkkZxwI/AAAAAAAAACg/nA7EVSWp800/s72-c/relective+boats.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6399135839779375494.post-7316520517296387371</id><published>2009-05-02T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T16:06:17.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SfzR1Fe2ZPI/AAAAAAAAACQ/k9B5moxgVQU/s1600-h/100_6654.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SfzR1Fe2ZPI/AAAAAAAAACQ/k9B5moxgVQU/s320/100_6654.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331366768834667762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SfzR0prGGFI/AAAAAAAAACI/S3hb5fDcBkY/s1600-h/100_6648.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SfzR0prGGFI/AAAAAAAAACI/S3hb5fDcBkY/s320/100_6648.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331366761369835602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a beautiful day....there was sun, and then rain then sun again.&lt;br /&gt;I let the energy of the day guide me around. The spring bulbs in full bloom, cherry blossoms filled the air, people running and laughing in the rain. Old couples holding hands on the streets, young lovers kissing under the trees.&lt;br /&gt;I circumnavigated the city, driving slow, taking pictures, watching people, snacking on the most amazing pea shoots...the epitome of alive, and heirloom zebra tomatoes, washed down with rhubarb soda, singing songs with the windows down. I took a detour through High Park, the roads were open to traffic so I meandered down the paths I haven't walked since I was a kid. When the rain stopped I took the little white dog for a stroll and I went looking for shadows of me as a kid. The tree I use to climb, the part of the park I got lost in and paniced in when I was 8. I saw so many different memories of me from all ages. The day I feel in the pond feeding the ducks, to the many winter days I sat on the side of the pond because I was afraid to skate on the ice. My mother's friend had lost all 3 of her sons playing on the ice, not at this pond, but my mother instilled that sorrow and fear into me and I listened.&lt;br /&gt;I listened so much that once up in Northern Ont at a friend cottage we went for a 3 hour hike across a bunch of small lakes to get to the blue herons nesting site and at the first lake I told everyone I couldn't go...they said ok see ya when we get back..I didn't want to be left behind so for the first lake I made them walk single file with me somewhere in the middle and jump up and down every 10 feet...it was a funny sight but it gave me confidence..by the time we were almost back I was running ahead...fearless.&lt;br /&gt;back to today...&lt;br /&gt;It was a perfect day, full of lovely conversations in the shops, in the park, on the phone..a day of being totally connected to the universe.&lt;br /&gt;The sky, the wind, the sun, the rain, my pup, my friends, my self, and the day&lt;br /&gt;everything was illuminated.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the day all my senses are tingling&lt;br /&gt;now to go shine on twitter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6399135839779375494-7316520517296387371?l=lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/feeds/7316520517296387371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2009/05/beautiful-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/7316520517296387371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/7316520517296387371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2009/05/beautiful-day.html' title='Beautiful Day'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06999367960465976920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SeKzu8VuHfI/AAAAAAAAABI/llV0kX_1wFA/S220/100_3296.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SfzR1Fe2ZPI/AAAAAAAAACQ/k9B5moxgVQU/s72-c/100_6654.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6399135839779375494.post-5553271970562373090</id><published>2009-04-26T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T06:21:09.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flowing Towards Tomorrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SfRftft2HZI/AAAAAAAAAB4/xY-X5M9a7tQ/s1600-h/stonestorm.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SfRftft2HZI/AAAAAAAAAB4/xY-X5M9a7tQ/s320/stonestorm.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328989494298680722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People always ask...what are your plans for tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;What do you mean you don't have any?&lt;br /&gt;You must have some idea what you want from tomorrow !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have ideas, and dreams and things I'd love to do&lt;br /&gt;so yes I plan some things, and hope for things, and build my own dream&lt;br /&gt;of what I want to happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to dream the dream with 'HIM'&lt;br /&gt;I want to build the road to tomorrow together&lt;br /&gt;and explore every new day as it unfolds&lt;br /&gt;as two energies dreaming as one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNTIL I FIND HIM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live each day to the fullest&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy the bountys of my days&lt;br /&gt;I dream wonderful things just for me&lt;br /&gt;and share the days connected to &lt;br /&gt;a wonderful world of people&lt;br /&gt;as I look for 'HIM'&lt;br /&gt;I give &lt;br /&gt;I grow&lt;br /&gt;I have fun&lt;br /&gt;I laugh&lt;br /&gt;I cry&lt;br /&gt;I heal the animals and people around me&lt;br /&gt;I dream my revolutionary dream of the world comeing together&lt;br /&gt;I go whereever the wind wants to take me&lt;br /&gt;I shine the light in me on all who pass by&lt;br /&gt;and I look for the light that will instantly&lt;br /&gt;brighten my light 100 x more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you see him, let me know  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6399135839779375494-5553271970562373090?l=lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/feeds/5553271970562373090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2009/04/flowing-towards-tomorrow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/5553271970562373090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/5553271970562373090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2009/04/flowing-towards-tomorrow.html' title='Flowing Towards Tomorrow'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06999367960465976920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SeKzu8VuHfI/AAAAAAAAABI/llV0kX_1wFA/S220/100_3296.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SfRftft2HZI/AAAAAAAAAB4/xY-X5M9a7tQ/s72-c/stonestorm.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6399135839779375494.post-6376968966709327749</id><published>2009-04-24T15:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T15:41:20.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fridays Story</title><content type='html'>Every Friday my cousin sends me a story.  Inspirational, interesting, and sometimes funny but alway with heart, so I thought I'd share it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY FRIDAY STORY &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a body of water in Israel that is actually below sea level. Water constantly trickles INTO it, but, because of the law of gravity, nothing can flow OUT of it. Do you know the name of this famous lake? It's called the Dead Sea. It's called this because the mineral deposits have accumulated to such an extent that no living thing could survive in this water. The water is literally dead.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contrast this to what happens with "living water." When you think of the term living water" the image that comes to mind is a rushing river or bubbling spring that is FLOWING. It's filled with life and movement. It doesn't just "receive," but is also giving" simultaneously. There is LIFE there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a valuable illustration here. Many of us believe that we need to RECEIVE more of something in order to be happy. Whether what we desire is money or love or something else, we think that we need MORE of it in order to be fulfilled. As a result of this, we begin to operate in fear and therefore don't GIVE anything because we're afraid that we won't have enough. The result? Like the Dead Sea, we become lifeless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we don't GIVE, we die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is meant to flow. When a pool of anything stops flowing (giving), it becomes stagnant. Stagnant water breeds disease and death. It can't breathe. It can't receive any more. If nothing is flowing OUT, there's no room for anything else to come IN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The solution? Give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you give, you WILL receive. It's a universal law. You see it at work in nature. You see it at work in the economy. You see it at work everywhere, because it's true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've somehow been deceived into believing that if we DON'T give, we'll have MORE. Or we're afraid that if we DO give, that we won't have anything left. On one hand, this seems to make sense. But it doesn't work. Because when we don't give, we shut off the flow of what's coming in.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you truly desire to receive more of something, start giving it away. I know this sounds crazy, but it works. If you want someone to be kind to you, be kind to them. If you want love in your life, love someone. If you want money, give some money away. If you want joy in your life, give joy to someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The universe only responds when we act. Take the first step and watch miracles begin to happen. Too often we're waiting for something to come to us first. Take the initiative. Give and you WILL receive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt; - Marlene&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6399135839779375494-6376968966709327749?l=lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/feeds/6376968966709327749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2009/04/fridays-story.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/6376968966709327749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/6376968966709327749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2009/04/fridays-story.html' title='Fridays Story'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06999367960465976920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SeKzu8VuHfI/AAAAAAAAABI/llV0kX_1wFA/S220/100_3296.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6399135839779375494.post-3324437500460370407</id><published>2009-04-21T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T18:10:47.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shit Happens</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/Se5rW8yof3I/AAAAAAAAABw/RQ2ySlSV38E/s1600-h/into+the+forest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327313451245666162" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/Se5rW8yof3I/AAAAAAAAABw/RQ2ySlSV38E/s320/into+the+forest.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well last night as the wind and rain was pounding my house, my neighbour came over to inform me that a huge piece of aluminum had come loose and was flapping back and forth in the wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put on my coat and went out to look in the almost dark evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Squishing though the front lawn, to look up at something I myself could not personally fix !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can do allot of things,. but climbing up a 40' ladder to the 2nd storey roof to nail back the huge piece of flashing that should be covering the wood, which is now soaked from the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have two choices...one, get pissed and yell, and then start...the serious "what am I going to do?" or two smile as say, "What's next? " and view this as something that needs doing..getting upset isn't going to get it fixed..only calmness will get it done right. So now I must walk down that home repair road as a single woman who knows jack squat about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIT HAPPENS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it all depends on how we deal with it.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must be willing to step out of ourselves, out of our little scared, defensive identity and into the person we want to be, one who does not look for faults, one who is not temperamental, or jealous, one who does not judge and we must be willing to do this a thousand times a day if necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every moment we have the choice to be happy....you choose it...and then be it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So this could be a very exciting road...yes an expensive one..and I truly believe money means nothing except what it can buy you here. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maybe someone to try on the slipper will come from this...you never know....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;off to find recommendations.&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/6399135839779375494-3324437500460370407?l=lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/feeds/3324437500460370407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2009/04/shit-happens.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/3324437500460370407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/3324437500460370407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2009/04/shit-happens.html' title='Shit Happens'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06999367960465976920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SeKzu8VuHfI/AAAAAAAAABI/llV0kX_1wFA/S220/100_3296.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/Se5rW8yof3I/AAAAAAAAABw/RQ2ySlSV38E/s72-c/into+the+forest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6399135839779375494.post-336180987857567367</id><published>2009-04-20T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T16:43:22.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/Se0CW-SsIVI/AAAAAAAAABo/8rT6QgVR-fs/s1600-h/100_6642.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326916527950930258" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/Se0CW-SsIVI/AAAAAAAAABo/8rT6QgVR-fs/s320/100_6642.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I had an exciteing weekend...faced some fears, overcame some and learnt an amazing thing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I AM A SPARKLE MAGNET&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was playing my guitar, standing in the last rays of the day, talking about life and past lives and energy with my friend Pip and a Raven flew over the pond and I told her that I was a raven, crow or magpie in a previous life...and that had caused me to be a Sparkle Magnet this time around. I can see a sparkle anywhere, no matter how far away or small I can see it...and we discussed how I sparkle. So I watched how people reacted to me all weekend, I let my energy radiate back into the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;what can a sparkle magnet do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like a metal detector it lights up when there is sparkle around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like a rainbow it sends it's sparkle back out to the universe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like a happy pill just being around it makes you feel good&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We can't all be Einsteins &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all have a job to do and we should do it to the best of our abilities&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am a healer of animals&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I am a&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;SPARKLE MAGNET&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so them we went to paint our vision of it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;then the next day I went onstage..something I have only done once before and that time was with 3 other guitar players.   I stood infront of about 100 people and they were wonderful and receptive and they listened and they laughed at the right places and even thou I was shaking in my boots it felt so totally cool to be apart of something and to share with  them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two or three times during the day I thought I can't do this...I'm too scared..I walked through the woods singing out loud but still found myself afraid.    My friend kept telling me...'play a character, who do you think would sing the song?  play and sing like her....dont' worry about yourself..you'll be fine"  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we got to the bar there were a few people already there..maybe 20, I grabbed a cider to settle my nerves....and because I dont' smoke I stayed in my seat just talking to those around me and telling myself silently ,'you can it do'  I felt just like the little train that could  LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when I finally had to go the the bathroon I nearly died...the room was full of people...standing room only...yes it's only a small bar about 75-100 people but seeing all those faces started a new panic...which almost eroded the I think I can speach  LOL   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I remembered talking about how I am shy in certain situations...like in a crowd of people I don't know, unless they're asking me about animal things,.  except when I have an ally and then I remembered there were at least 5 people rooting for me so I had nothing to worry about, just go on there and remember to shine....after all I am the Sparkle Magnet !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I walked onto the stage...and told the world, that was there, Hello world I'm LunaJune and I'm a Sparkle Magnet and I've come to Sparkle for you tonight  and I put my picture of Russell Brand on the music stand and sang my little heart out...and you could hear a pin drop, they listened with intent,  they laughed in all the right places and they were kind, and just as I was for lots of them they shone for me....it was a wonderful evening full of wonderful people who all came to support eachother....all was right with the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we need more days like that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we all need to sparkle and shine for eachother&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6399135839779375494-336180987857567367?l=lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/feeds/336180987857567367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/336180987857567367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/336180987857567367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-things.html' title='New Things'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06999367960465976920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SeKzu8VuHfI/AAAAAAAAABI/llV0kX_1wFA/S220/100_3296.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/Se0CW-SsIVI/AAAAAAAAABo/8rT6QgVR-fs/s72-c/100_6642.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6399135839779375494.post-7939413996118420994</id><published>2009-04-16T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T23:53:35.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughts</title><content type='html'>I walk through this world, exploreing and awakening to things..and sometimes things just fall out of my mind and take form on paper...&lt;br /&gt;random thoughts this winter&lt;br /&gt;they do not run together...they are just thoughts...little poems?  maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIFE IS AN EXPERIENCE THAT MUST BE LIVED AND SHARED...&lt;br /&gt;NOT JUST AN OBSERVATION.&lt;br /&gt;LIFE-WATER&lt;br /&gt;FLOWING-CHANGING&lt;br /&gt;EITHER GO WITH IT AND ENJOY THE RIDE&lt;br /&gt;OR SIT ON THE SIDE AND NEVER EXPERIENCE THE THRILL&lt;br /&gt;BE BOLD&lt;br /&gt;BE DARING&lt;br /&gt;BE TRUE TO YOUR HEART&lt;br /&gt;AND BE NOT AFRIAD TO REACH OUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ONCE WALKED AROUND IN CIRCLES,&lt;br /&gt;ALWAYS LOOKING UP INTO THE BLUE SKY&lt;br /&gt;THE VIEW CHANGES, DAY TO DAY&lt;br /&gt;BUT YOU CAN NEVER REALLY KNOW WHERE YOU ARE&lt;br /&gt;YOU COULD BE ANYWHERE!&lt;br /&gt;AS I WAS WATCHING THE CLOUDS ONE DAY&lt;br /&gt;I FELT ELECTRIFIED&lt;br /&gt;AND I DID NOT KNOW WHY&lt;br /&gt;I LOOKED DOWN AND THERE YOU WERE&lt;br /&gt;WAS IT YOUR AURA?&lt;br /&gt;YOUR ESSENCE?&lt;br /&gt;A VIBRATION OR ENERGY WAVE?&lt;br /&gt;THAT SET MY OFF ALONG THIS PATH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WET, COLD LIQUID&lt;br /&gt;FALLS FROM THE SKY&lt;br /&gt;IT TOUCHES THE EARTH&lt;br /&gt;LEAVING EVERYTHING GLISTENING&lt;br /&gt;BRIGHT WARM LIGHT&lt;br /&gt;SHINES BETWEEN THE CLOUDS&lt;br /&gt;REFLECTING IN THE PUDDLES&lt;br /&gt;MAKING THE WORLD SPARKLE&lt;br /&gt;YOUR ENERGY HAS RAINED ON ME&lt;br /&gt;I SPARKLE AND SHINE&lt;br /&gt;THROUGH MY DAY TO DAY WORLD&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE YOU ARE YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;words that fall from thought to form&lt;br /&gt;leave my mind and find thier way to paper&lt;br /&gt;here, there and everywhere&lt;br /&gt;like the rain they must fall&lt;br /&gt;like the sun they must shine&lt;br /&gt;and like the moon they pull me&lt;br /&gt;here, there and everywhere&lt;br /&gt;to shine like pieces of rainbows&lt;br /&gt;and reflect the love of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACROSS THE WAVES THOUGHTS TRAVEL&lt;br /&gt;ALL THOUGHTS, GOOD AND BAD&lt;br /&gt;AND THEY AFFECT THINGS&lt;br /&gt;ALONG THE WAY&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU COULD SEE THE DAMAGE&lt;br /&gt;EVERY NEGATIVE THOUGHT DID&lt;br /&gt;WOULD YOU STOP?&lt;br /&gt;AND SEEING THE JOY THAT POSITIVE&lt;br /&gt;THOUGHTS LEAVE ON YOUR SOUL&lt;br /&gt;COULD YOU KEEP IT UP?  CHOICES....CHOICES....LIFE IS FULL OF THEM&lt;br /&gt;WHY DO WE CHOOSE THESE PATHS?&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO WE HOPE TO LEARN?&lt;br /&gt;CAN WE TRUELY HELP EACHOTHER, EVEN THOSE WE DO NOT KNOW YET?&lt;br /&gt;FOLLOW A PATH THAT HAS HEART&lt;br /&gt;A JOYOUS PATH&lt;br /&gt;FILL IT WITH LIGHT&lt;br /&gt;AND LOVE AND MOST IMPORTANT&lt;br /&gt;LAUGHTER TO MAKE IT THROUGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE MOON WILL ALWAYS SHINE&lt;br /&gt;EVEN IN DARKNESS IT IS THERE&lt;br /&gt;IT'S POWER PULLING AND PUSHING&lt;br /&gt;EBBING AND FLOWING&lt;br /&gt;WE ARE ALL ONE, SOME JUST A LITTLE MORE FRACTURED&lt;br /&gt;THEN OTHERS&lt;br /&gt;SOME  SO COMPLETELY LOST THAT THEY WILL HAVE TO DO THIS PATH AGAIN AND AGAIN TO UNDERSTAND&lt;br /&gt;SOME UNDERSTAND WAY TO FAST&lt;br /&gt;LIVE LIFE&lt;br /&gt;LEARN LOVE&lt;br /&gt;GIVE SHARE&lt;br /&gt;BELIEVE  RECIEVE&lt;br /&gt;DREAMS GIVE US WINGS&lt;br /&gt;ENERGY IS WHAT WE ARE&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WE HAVE&lt;br /&gt;AND WHAT WE SHARE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PIECES OF RAINBOWS&lt;br /&gt;FALLING FROM THE SKY&lt;br /&gt;TOUCHED MY HEART&lt;br /&gt;AND WOUNDED MY EYE&lt;br /&gt;I CRIED A TEAR&lt;br /&gt;OF COLOUR AND WONDER&lt;br /&gt;AND NOW I PONDER ON THEE&lt;br /&gt;COULOURS, RAINBOWS, ENERGY&lt;br /&gt;AND THEE&lt;br /&gt;OF YES AND A CUP OF TEA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning sun shines brightly&lt;br /&gt;reflecting off the frostcovering my window&lt;br /&gt;and scatters pieces of rainbows&lt;br /&gt;across my eyes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6399135839779375494-7939413996118420994?l=lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/feeds/7939413996118420994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2009/04/thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/7939413996118420994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/7939413996118420994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2009/04/thoughts.html' title='thoughts'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06999367960465976920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SeKzu8VuHfI/AAAAAAAAABI/llV0kX_1wFA/S220/100_3296.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6399135839779375494.post-9199758905092600299</id><published>2009-04-10T19:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T19:17:26.713-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='being aware'/><title type='text'>Aware</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/Sd_8thU1QlI/AAAAAAAAABA/Xk-3EDdRyN0/s1600-h/cock+robbin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323251143545274962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 96px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 121px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/Sd_8thU1QlI/AAAAAAAAABA/Xk-3EDdRyN0/s320/cock+robbin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;An awakend life is a life of Hope.   Walking through this world unaware of the connections we have to eachother is like walking in a fog, you can't see 2 feet in front of you and so many people seem to be so unaware.   In this unaware state so many people feel lost and totally alone in the world. They do not see the ways in which we are all connected to one another, no matter where we are.  I have always been aware of my connection to people because of the Vet clinic, it is impossible to have someone hand you their pet, their best friend and in some cases an animal that is for some people their child without a good connection. BUT outside of the clinic and outside the people who know and love me I have walked this world these last few years head down, in my own world and that says to the Universe, don't notice me, don't look at me, go away and leave me alone....and the Universe does. Thankfully I was never pessimistic because negative energy just brings you more negative stuff to be thrown into your world because you are attracting it. With tragedy, death and loss come all sorts of opportunities the first is acceptance of things we can not change...we will all die ! and We are Not Alone...and accept the hand that is given to share a sorrow. In Love and Loss we are all connected, Love brings us a way to celebrate together and share in the joy, and Loss brings us together to help eachother cope with the pain that we all experiecne.   Since I was a child I have been sending my thoughts to the Universe, my questions, my longings, my love and there is nothing better than sitting late at night when the world is asleep, under the Moon and listening . Thoughts are electrical impulses, which are vibrations, which are waves.   Waves floating across time and space...all life can vibrate, we all are recievers just so many people tune out and in doing so miss an amazing thing of feeling the pulse of Life.  I always have Hope, Hope that people will see these connections, see the snowball affect of negative energy, and see more Hope for the evolution of the Human species.   All for one and one for all...Hope springs eternal I believe in the Universe....I walk with my head up, I know something wonderful is happening to me and I accept it with open arms...and I let the negative people who want be to believe I will not get my dream to slip away without a second glance.  Listen to the World,  Get to Know your own voice in the world, be not afraid to take a leap into the unknown, remember your essensce.  If you start with Love in your heart and world can only give you more Hope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6399135839779375494-9199758905092600299?l=lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/feeds/9199758905092600299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2009/04/aware.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/9199758905092600299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/9199758905092600299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2009/04/aware.html' title='Aware'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06999367960465976920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SeKzu8VuHfI/AAAAAAAAABI/llV0kX_1wFA/S220/100_3296.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/Sd_8thU1QlI/AAAAAAAAABA/Xk-3EDdRyN0/s72-c/cock+robbin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6399135839779375494.post-9070280590714063886</id><published>2009-04-10T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T19:11:42.838-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time and energy'/><title type='text'>Time</title><content type='html'>Time&lt;br /&gt;people rush through so much I've got to get here...Ive got to be there and in all that rushing around they forget something, that time is something we made up so we could measure stuff...because we seem to like order to the universe,  well I don't   I like natural Entropy  I don't own a watch, over the course of my life so far I have broken every one , not on purpose but it happens...I will bump into something..broken watch..fall off a skateboard and fly through the air into a pen of buffalo's who just looked at me and went...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;snurff&lt;/span&gt; and went back to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; lunch..did they care that my watch was broken, that my ass was raw and bleeding from ripping across the top of the fence?  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Nope, &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; realized that I was not meant to watch time, all the clocks in my house have different times, and the only one I believe most days is my cell phone.Years ago seeing as I didn't believe in time...yes I know it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;exists&lt;/span&gt; but I don't let it have any real power over me I knew that there were people who would want me to know about time and being on time in this society and back then I did partake in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;allot&lt;/span&gt; off illegal substances but still got to work on time, still made all my commitments because my dad  taught me something..your word is your truth and don't say things if you don't mean them, or you're not going to do it...better to say  No  then to have people waiting on you.  so I needed to a way to judge the passage of time when in altered states so I started asking people constantly  'do you have the time?' ' what time is it?" and after a couple of weeks I noticed something...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; I ask 'what time is it?'  it had been exactly 15 minutes since the last time I thought about it...so now I never need a watch I just have to do math constantly when I don't carry my cell phone...so it's a good thing I'm a math person  and that math excites me  :)So don't let time rule your life...use it to your advantage  play with it bend it, shape it, and for heavens sake don't tell someone you'll be there at this time is you know you are always late or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;forgetful&lt;/span&gt;   Know yourself and be true to yourself and give yourself a window of time and with saying that I have a window of time I must go fill....people and animals and society all want my time...good thing I can stop time when I need and start it back up and this is a start up time...see you when I stop time again and come play in  my world of wonder peace and watch the Moon  she is me  I am her and I am always around, you may not see me but I am there &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;shinning&lt;/span&gt; my energy somewhere in the universe so if you need a good thought look to the moon and absorb the rays and if you have extra good thoughts send them back at me and I'll make sure if someone else needs them they get them peace people&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6399135839779375494-9070280590714063886?l=lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/feeds/9070280590714063886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2009/04/time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/9070280590714063886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/9070280590714063886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2009/04/time.html' title='Time'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06999367960465976920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SeKzu8VuHfI/AAAAAAAAABI/llV0kX_1wFA/S220/100_3296.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6399135839779375494.post-6800807136066393774</id><published>2009-04-10T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T19:05:09.936-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='light'/><title type='text'>Light</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/Sd_6xELy0DI/AAAAAAAAAA4/lrnQE_QQCN8/s1600-h/new+moon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323249005418958898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 168px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 108px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/Sd_6xELy0DI/AAAAAAAAAA4/lrnQE_QQCN8/s320/new+moon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;LIGHT &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all have darkness and light&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If we stare too long into the darkness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It becomes us and consumes us !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look for the light and Face the light&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Allow it's rays to warm your skin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's energy to warm your soul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are NEVER alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Close your eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feel the web of Life, all Life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;From the tiny to the grandest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;From the visable to the microscopic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are all connected !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shine on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6399135839779375494-6800807136066393774?l=lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/feeds/6800807136066393774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2009/04/light.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/6800807136066393774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/6800807136066393774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2009/04/light.html' title='Light'/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06999367960465976920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SeKzu8VuHfI/AAAAAAAAABI/llV0kX_1wFA/S220/100_3296.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/Sd_6xELy0DI/AAAAAAAAAA4/lrnQE_QQCN8/s72-c/new+moon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6399135839779375494.post-3449112455576960916</id><published>2009-04-10T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T16:59:10.975-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='connections'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/Sd-rocNC5yI/AAAAAAAAAAw/GJry_jn5Qbg/s1600-h/100_5927.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323161995829241634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/Sd-rocNC5yI/AAAAAAAAAAw/GJry_jn5Qbg/s320/100_5927.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We are all connected.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sometimes we may not see the connections or not want to feel connected but we are and there really is nothing you can do about it.  It is an amazing sensation if you stop and listen to the buzz of life, from a tiny seedling popping out of it's seedpod and pushing it's way through the wet earth to the birth of a blue whale.   Like the a spider web all connections do affect one another, it is a delicate balance.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have walked through my life connected to the natural world and everything in it from a single celled &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;amoeba&lt;/span&gt; to the giant redwoods, but always had a problem where people where concerned.  The natural world doesn't lie, doesn't pretend, doesn't give  you false hopes it is what it is.  Humans are a complex life force that have always boggled my mind, strange that I am on and know my own way around my own mind but trying to understand humans has been a road I have been walking for a while now.  I know the capacities of my own mind and that has lead me to postulate that others are also capable.   We have spent so much of our lives with people telling us how to think, what not to think, and the worst...you must be nuts if you think like that!  Thankfully for me I spent enough time in my own thoughts to not be afraid of 'THEM' those people who are so afraid of what they might find if they played around inside their own minds.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've been thinking about dreams and the fact that we spend almost 1/3 of our lives asleep in a place of magic and wonder...we must explore all that side of reality has to offer...the playground of spirit.  In the magic place is we take the time to look around we can see the threads of the web, feel the tugs from people far away, visit all the places our hearts want to go and really have been there..just not with our bodies.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am looking for my 'One'  I have had lots but they weren't the one and so I've gone on or they have left not being able to understand me.  Lots of people don't get me...they think I'm fabulous and love me and and overjoyed at having me in their lives but they can not go to the places I'd like them to come with me...and that is alright..they just aren't ready .   I know that the one and I will be able to communicate  fully without words, they will become &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;redundant&lt;/span&gt; in the world we create together, we will know each others energy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;immediately&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Life is about connecting, helping, sharing, being part of something bigger than ourselves  so remember to try and connect just a little bit more each day and on newer levels.  Do not be afraid to have a conversation with a relative stranger...what have you go to loose?  Yes we need to keep out commonsense around us, and trust our gut feelings because their is negativity and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;evilness &lt;/span&gt;in the world but we can't let that control how we communicate to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;each other&lt;/span&gt;...I believe is we can get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;everyone&lt;/span&gt; to feel connected then there won't be as much negative energy running around mad and angry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So come on, open up, look people in the eye, take the time, be kind, be grateful and most of all&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;SHINE ON YOU CRAZY DIAMOND AND FEEL YOURSELF IN THE WEB&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6399135839779375494-3449112455576960916?l=lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/feeds/3449112455576960916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2009/04/we-are-all-connected.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/3449112455576960916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6399135839779375494/posts/default/3449112455576960916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lunarconnecttions.blogspot.com/2009/04/we-are-all-connected.html' title=''/><author><name>Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06999367960465976920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/SeKzu8VuHfI/AAAAAAAAABI/llV0kX_1wFA/S220/100_3296.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4k8u0BwySx8/Sd-rocNC5yI/AAAAAAAAAAw/GJry_jn5Qbg/s72-c/100_5927.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
