<?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-418816523099948219</id><updated>2011-05-07T15:44:39.814-04:00</updated><category term='Vanishing Act'/><category term='UPDATE'/><category term='Random Ascension'/><category term='Real Eyes'/><category term='Long Time...'/><category term='Write Now'/><category term='Guest Writer'/><category term='Smoke and Mirrors'/><category term='FIRST WAVE'/><category term='Vibrational Efficiency'/><category term='Rising Deep'/><category term='Playing God'/><title type='text'>Intermezzo</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intermezzo-gracenotes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418816523099948219/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intermezzo-gracenotes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Christine Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04700989546300494197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_z3X8N6hZk/TP3K58xMYwI/AAAAAAAACiE/BJs-Ze4Sfjc/S220/Thanks%2B019.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418816523099948219.post-889718518600526200</id><published>2008-03-08T18:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T18:39:03.641-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;GO to new page:&lt;a href="http://intermezzo8.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;CLICK HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;" href="http://intermezzo8.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;for all 2008 posts!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418816523099948219-889718518600526200?l=intermezzo-gracenotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intermezzo-gracenotes.blogspot.com/feeds/889718518600526200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418816523099948219&amp;postID=889718518600526200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418816523099948219/posts/default/889718518600526200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418816523099948219/posts/default/889718518600526200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intermezzo-gracenotes.blogspot.com/2008/03/go-to-new-page-intermezzo8-for-all-2008.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04700989546300494197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_z3X8N6hZk/TP3K58xMYwI/AAAAAAAACiE/BJs-Ze4Sfjc/S220/Thanks%2B019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418816523099948219.post-5161265560017453376</id><published>2007-12-16T22:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:03:56.015-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;
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FOR THE CHARLEY BROWN-IEST IN ALL OF US &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt;
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If you don't get the title of this post...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt;you will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt; after you watch the first of the following three videos. If you choose to view them at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt;
Why on earth...with all of what is going on in the world at this time would I be posting of all things...THE VIDEOS BELOW??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt;Beyond the obvious, I mean. THEY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt;are SEASONALLY CORRECT...and they certainly DO bring back sweet memories of childhood FOR MANY OF US... and OUR &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt;children's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt; childhoods, which would be our EARLY PARENT-HOOD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;But,  there's more to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt;The Winter Holidays &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt;have a strange effect on people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt;.This season reveals itself for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt; Each of us in a personal way.   Things that one can over look all year long,   all of sudden become very important at this time of year.  Past events that at one time have had you emotion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt;ally strung out   begin to run again on that video screen in your mind. Your old movies rewind...in your private little cinema. (So,  it is not all about "soundtracks" of our lives..sometimes we need to "get the picture" too!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt;
What I have always liked about the main character in this Christmasy film, is how honest he could be about what he was "feeling" in the moment.  No matter what was expected of him, he could not play poker.  And actually,   in a world where we are asked constantly to "fit in", &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt;suck it up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt;deal with reality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt;...coming to terms with one's true feelings is  a bigger deal AND  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt;more of a reality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt; than what we are seei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt;ng and hearing in the world around us. He is not in denial of anything.  And yet..he is not trying to "prove anything" either.  He is real. He,  along with the rest of the "cast",  show us that our perception is the key and that our inner lives, no matter what they look like is the only thing that truly BELONGS to us.  And only when one can open that door to the "true heart" of who we are,  can we then even begin to understand humanity.  And the meaning of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;being here now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt;Generally, Loving-Kindness, Compassion and Good Will are the electrified symptoms of this season....no matter what religion you practice. (I am not going into commercialism and consumerism today. There is no room for that illusion in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt; article. )  It is about being at peace and  Being at home.

Christianity teaches us that the Light of the World/th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt;e SON is born.  If we celebrate SOLSTICE, we are reminded that the LIGHT/SUN is returning.  Personally I understand and accept those and any variation of that symbolism. Seems to me,  it does not matter if one is Christian, Buddhist, Methodist, Lutheran...(the list goes on, but I will not)...the heart of the HOLIDAY season, is simply and only about our Human &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Spirit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt;That SPIRIT which resides in y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt;our incredibly perfect and unbelievably efficient human body.  The Spirit that moves the heart and the mind of you, when you are feeling creative,   joyful,   sad,   selfish,   nostalgic,   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt;repentive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt;,  self-less &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt;or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt; angry. Emotions, (one extreme to another), feelings, intuitions, dreams, degrees of awareness we all may feel, at any given moment... moves through us via  SPIRIT. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;We are moved by Spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  We are RE-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;mind&lt;/span&gt;-ed by Spirit of things we need to know at  specific times.  Things to be healed,  shared or simply to look at in a new light. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt; Our HOLY-DAYS "reminder" is what we need...to bring us back to our own inner light...within our human consciousness,  in simple, earthly ways, that vary in their i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt;mportance and appearance.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt;Painful retrieval of emotions for a final healing;  a mere memory revisiting us to remind us of where we have been in this life and how we got HERE.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt;That Spirit is LIGHT.  IT does not have to return to US. It IS us.

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt;Honestly, did I get ALL of that from  the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;animat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ed-block-head &lt;/span&gt;you may watch in the video?   Well, let's just say it moved in me what I already knew.  It was a reminder. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt;And I ask you,  where did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt; he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; get IT  from? His Creator... perhaps. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;

Go on&lt;/span&gt;...at least  watch the first one. It is only a few minutes long. And...the music...!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt;
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 BIRTHDAY TRIVIA &amp;amp; further attempts at Narcissism&lt;/span&gt;
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BIRTHDAY TRIVIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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I was born on Dec. 13, Santa  Lucia Day.  I knew that little fact at a very young age.  I have been recently  informed from my oldest sister that I was ALMOST named LUCY...but she .(THANKS  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;JOANIE&lt;/span&gt;!) talked my mother out of it.  I then, told her how our mother did tell  me that an aunt of ours wanted me to be named "MERRY CHRISTMAS".  Apparently I  was supposed to be born even closer to the 25&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;.  My Mother did not like that  idea...but did embrace the energy of it with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Christine Marie&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;What's in a name? What's in a  date?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;It is all about energy, isn't  it?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;So anyway,  through the years I  have often thought about Santa Lucia. Being Italian, I often wondered how and  why SWEDEN took her on so fervently.  And as you know..the life stories of the  saints are always strange, surely bit distorted and who knows what to believe.   &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;Although, one thread of the story  remains congruent...even though the details differ...Lucia lost her eyes.  Apparently she had BEAUTIFUL eyes...and  they were either plucked out by a  rejected husband wanna-be...removed as part of her torture for being a Christian  OR...she took them out herself...an act of martyrdom. Therefore...&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;she is often seen on Holy Cards  and such standing with two eyeballs on a tray....&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_z3X8N6hZk/R14P80fOE7I/AAAAAAAAArE/OBRRsgVRUbg/s1600-h/HC+Eyes+Dish,+Lucia.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_z3X8N6hZk/R14P80fOE7I/AAAAAAAAArE/OBRRsgVRUbg/s200/HC+Eyes+Dish,+Lucia.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142565362059842482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;being the a patron SAINT of the  blind (outer light-less, inner light?) as well as the saint for the HUNGRY of  the world.
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&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt; I do in fact feel something  for LUCIA.  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;Since childhood I was fascinated  with the idea that every year on my Birthday somewhere in Sweden and in  Italy...some young girl would be chosen to walk through the town in a  procession  with a crown of candles (light) on her head.  Real candles burning  gently....carrying COFFEE of all things...(one of my favorite human delights as  an adult) and sweet treats in the form of saffron or cardamom buns to  neighbors. The 13th being the shortest day of the year...in the real OLD days....so we can see here the Christian beliefs intertwined with pagan tradition.. .the belief being that the shortest day or the Winter Solstice was December 21, when the LIGHT/SUN/SON returns to the world.
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Perhaps if we lived in a more  ITALIAN neighborhood, where tradition such as this were followed religiously,  (pardon the pun)...OR if we had been MORE  involved with the CATHOLIC church...that we "silently" were members of...I could  have been chosen at some point to be LUCIA!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;But, since  I never had the  opportunity to be  a part of that December 13&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; procession as a kid...here is my  Birthday gift to myself:
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HOME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;
I grew up in Chicago, lived there for...39 years. So, when my daughter and her family decided to move back there it was a perk to know I would see Chicago every time I visited them. Last week I spent 6 days in my "hometown".&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div face="arial" align="left"&gt; As I walked up/down the streets of the Windy City, one very very windy day last week...I was impacted again with the alterations I have seen in my hometown during the last 15 years. Certainly some things seemed familiar....but they were out numbered by things that were very new...or at least "restructured, rebuilt, rehabbed" to &lt;em&gt;almost just past&lt;/em&gt; the point of recognition. The fact that STREET names have not changed (too much) in the last years....saved me from getting totally disoriented in my HOME town! &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div face="arial" align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div face="arial" align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div face="arial" align="left"&gt;The city's essence was as I remembered... busy, crowded, fast paced...a wonderful mixture of people, cultures...incredible architecture and of course the gorgeous lake front. A mixture of sadness and oppression with a sense of opportunity and elegance was felt. But then, in any big city.. I suppose that would be evident. I still felt at home. Yet... at the same time I had a twinge of feeling like a tourist. &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div face="arial" align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div face="arial" align="left"&gt;
That feeling prompted me to reminisce...of how it felt to move to Green Bay Wisconsin, from Chicago in 1994. I remember the Winters in Wisconsin. As cold and overwhelmingly snowy they were those 6 years I lived in Green Bay...the beauty of the land was breath taking. I had never experienced such bright, sunny winters. I, isolated, being snowed in on many occasions (!)...would gaze through frosty window glass at the sun reflecting off the pure white blanket of sparkling dust. It was uplifting and exhilarating. It was healing experience that changed my life forever. And...as comfortable as I felt there...(after the initial culture shock wore off) I continued to experience every excursion I took in the following 6 years as a SIGHT SEEING adventure! It was my home base...yet it was always new. Anyway...I returned from Chicago almost a week later....and stepping off the Greyhound and back in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bloomington&lt;/span&gt;....I realized two things:&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div face="arial" align="left"&gt;How good it felt to be  HOME.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div face="arial" align="left"&gt;And...that even after 7 years..I  still feel like a tourist HERE.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div face="arial" align="left"&gt;And that's fine.I think I will just chalk it up to being "stranger in a strange land"....planetary speaking. It is all an adventure. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div face="arial" align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div face="arial" align="left"&gt;
You know....some people really do  not feel comfortable here on this earthly plane&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div face="arial" align="left"&gt; at all.  It is sometimes  regarded as a "highly Spiritual" phenomenon,  &lt;em&gt;n&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ot&lt;/span&gt; being comfortable in one's skin. &lt;/em&gt;Some say they are happier when they "travel" or communicate in the  other realms. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div face="arial" align="left"&gt; Frankly, I am uncomfortable with  &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; idea.  Certainly..it can/may be a transit point/temporary  condition for many humans to feel that way. And many of us &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Lightworkers&lt;/span&gt; have  experienced that and can understand the discomfort floating within the  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;illusional&lt;/span&gt; chasm that exists...between the realms. Certainly as a child it felt that way. As I felt that I was "visiting"...this life and not knowing how yet...to merge all the realities that my Spirit contained. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div face="arial" align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div face="arial" align="left"&gt;But isn't it interesting that  when communicating with THEM.."over there"...THEY often remind us to BE  ourselves in our HUMAN-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ness&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;em&gt;over here&lt;/em&gt;?. So...if the "communication" is  so desirable and comfy..then why are we all not listening to the lessons that  are &lt;em&gt;being communicated&lt;/em&gt;? Why would one rather travel and communicate with the other realms...and overlook the obvious that THEY themselves are communicating? To be HUMAN is an honor.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div face="arial" align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div face="arial" align="left"&gt;
I could equate it to moving to a new country......and NEVER learning to speak that country's language. Yes, certainly we can communicate without verbiage...but that is not the point of this analogy. At least a sincere attempt at speaking a foreign language and learning the customs would signify a desire and &lt;em&gt;respect &lt;/em&gt;for the  culture and people who are your new neighbors. And in a "spiritual"  sense...it would exemplify the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;WHOLEness&lt;/span&gt;...the oneness of all. Not speaking the Human Language leaves an empty hole that could otherwise be filled with the wonder and joy of being born into this time and place...for very specific reasons. Specific HUMAN reasons. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div face="arial" align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div face="arial" align="left"&gt;Why would we respect the SPIRIT in us...but not the reason that the/our "spirit"-"soul" ...had/has for manifesting in human form? HOME is where the heart is. Where is the heart actually located? Everywhere...&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div face="arial" align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div face="arial" align="left"&gt;
I enjoy the entire adventure.   &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div face="arial" align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div face="arial" align="left"&gt;
Certainly, I COULD be uncomfortable. I have stories and stories and more stories...explaining the variety of experiences that could have lead me in that direction! And could I be more comfortable WITH Spirit? No, I could not.&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div face="arial" align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div face="arial" align="left"&gt;Being a dimensional traveler...where I could have and at some crucial points actually made a decision whether I stayed THERE or returned to the earthly realm, I feel obliged and qualified to express these points. Still this IS my opinion..and opinions are exactly what they are:-) so bear with me. Men and women who carry on that expression of disillusionment with their humanness are illustrating much more than they think. It is not so much about being&lt;em&gt; MORE comfortable with  Spirit&lt;/em&gt;...but feeling &lt;em&gt;displaced in the Human  Realm.&lt;/em&gt;Therefore being uncomfortable with one's self, period. No it is more than just semantics.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div face="arial" align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div face="arial" align="left"&gt;But, embracing the perpetual perspective "I am more comfortable communicating with Spirit" seems like an excuse to not learn the HUMAN language and is an attempt at hiding the real fact that one does not want to be comfortable with or even &lt;em&gt;respect&lt;/em&gt; the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;HUMAN&lt;/span&gt; that we are. If one trusts SPIRIT so much..then...trust that COMFORT and belonging and JOY in our Human experience IS possible. This excuse seems to me...a creative way of saying that one feels a bit ABOVE it all.....this mere human-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ness&lt;/span&gt;. But if we would all understand, truly understand that the SPIRIT realm RESPECTS us as human brothers and sisters....perhaps the chasm would diminish.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div face="arial" align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div face="arial" align="left"&gt;
And there is the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ONEness&lt;/span&gt;.  It is  not so much about traveling at all...but merging the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ALL&lt;/span&gt; that IS. And loving each and every pixel in that picture...the smaller Human picture that dissolves into the BIG picture One being not better than other. Only a point of focus. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div face="arial" align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;
That perspective helps I  think...to diminish the Ego, and the arrogance out of that  phenomenon.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;And also is a testimony of my own ego....as I continue to exercise, on a daily basis the lesson of compassion for those who are still&lt;em&gt; uncomfortable&lt;/em&gt;. And a testimony to my own arrogance...in regard to judging and labeling the phenomenon and those humans who are still finding discomfort in the JOY of the Oneness...beyond the words they use...but truly BEING able to FEEL it. Being it.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;
Another rambling that was! From  Chicago to Multiple realms!  But I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;AM &lt;/span&gt;learning to write more succinctly and  after all.......I am only human. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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See you soon for my very SPECIAL Christmas update&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...but before you click off...
I have been tagged again by my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt; Laura at &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" href="http://littleorangekitchen.typepad.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;LITTLEORANGEKITCHEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;So...speaking of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Narcissism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;...here are 7 more widely &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; facts about myself.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;And this time I am tagging a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;/blogger, too! Please visit her site as well.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;" href="http://leilaland.blogspot.com/search?updated-min=2007-01-01T00%3A00%3A00-08%3A00&amp;amp;updated-max=2008-01-01T00%3A00%3A00-08%3A00&amp;amp;max-results=33"&gt;Leila &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; YOU have been tagged! No pressure..if it's NOT  fun forget it!&lt;/span&gt;

1. I would rather cook than eat.
2. I often get up during the night and walk through the house &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in the dark&lt;/span&gt;...ON PURPOSE.
3. I am intensely NOT a fan of Barbara Walters.
4. I am an obsessive tooth &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;brusher&lt;/span&gt;. Just ask my dentist who told me that I have...WORN down by teeth.
5. I love anything that is...FIBER OPTIC. (like for instance my Fiber Optic mini Xmas tree that I am taking out of storage tonight)
6. I have trouble reading a book from front to back.  ANY book!  Often i read in sections/chapters...and then string it all together in my head.
7. I keep a box of CRAYOLA crayons handy...it is my AROMATHERAPY.


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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;~~"THANK YOU", I say to Spirit..."for all the things I can see and understand. The things I see and do not understand
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all the things I cannot see. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yet."
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~~RESONANCE&lt;/span&gt;


&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"...with music defined as basically communication (speaking directly to the heart, feelings &amp;amp; intuition), it follows that a musician is someone who can use the vehicle of sound to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;say&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;something, to present meaning through music, and evoke a response in the hearer. But what does he communicate? Where do these abstract concepts come from? They come from his&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; mystical experience. For the musician must also be a mystic."&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Silent Encounter, p.164&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Well, you may have already guessed that I LOVE music. ALL kinds of music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; As a child, there was OFTEN a musical background while everyday, mundane things were taking place. It would have been classical, the Rat Pack, Jazz or the current pop music on the radio. (If you are
wondering what/who the RAT PACK is/are...write me so I can respond with appropriate reprimanding :-)&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I clearly remember my father listening in awe to opera and calling my attention to the "beautiful voice"and explaining how it is not only talent but discipline to nurture a gift such as that. Then, perhaps later in the same day...he would be enjoying a song sung by Dean Martin as he sat in his easy chair while smoking a cigar.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;The variety of music in the house included pieces from famous ballets. My sister, who was a ballet dancer probably had some influence there. As I got older, I was the one who put the records on and listened to the ballets...and as a teenager my choice of music was eclectic. I listened to the "whoever" was popular at the time for teens. But the "expected" musical menu of a teen was peppered with all of what I had learned to appreciate as a child. And more. I had an interest in WORLD music...many years before it was called that. Soundtracks to ALL movies and plays...such a West Side Story and Sound of Music, My fair Lady. By the time I was 12, I had memorized every song form all three and had in mind a "Broadway" career. {Unfortunately, I missed that calling...only to become quite dramatic and a relentless &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;HAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; in many other ways. :-) }&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I was 16 when I discovered &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Antonio Carlos Jobim&lt;/span&gt; and it has been a love affair ever since. I felt the music carefully and listened to the lyrics..." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;poetry set to music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;"...with deep concentration. MUSIC has ALWAYS been an important part of my life. It has been a friend.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;And there's more.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I am not sure at what point it began, but...there has always been &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;music in my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;. Almost as if I have been living in a Broadway Musical. You know, where the leading actress is just walking down the street like a normal person and then all of sudden, out of nowhere...music drifts in from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;somewhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;...and she breaks into song? Well, no...I did not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; actually ever do that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; And well yes, during any conversation...if someone makes a statement that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; vaguely reminds me of a song...I will remark about it.  But it does not necessarily spark my own personal off-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Broadway production, on the spot:-)&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;
Back to the subject:&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;The music in my head has not always been a popular melody or a musical piece that I could name. Sometimes it was just...a mysterious melody.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;So..I have had a SOUNDTRACK for my life...and it had been so natural...I never really "noticed" it, until... at some point in my early twenties, when I became curious and began researching what exactly music does for us on the mental, emotional AND physical level.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;And then...in my early thirties when my "gifts' started to accelerate, and the messages started to come more frequently and it became less easy to ever get away from them...the volume of the music got louder, too.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Where did it come from?   Did I really miss my calling to be a musician?&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;In 1998 When my personal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crystallotus.com/LightBody/01.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;LIGHTBODY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; activations came about with &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;full force&lt;/span&gt;...I did not only hear MUSIC. But began hearing tones and sounds that I could not describe. And then the "hearing" of music evolved, as well. I was not hearing with my ears. And the music was not just in my head. I was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;hearing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; with my whole body, my heart and my spirit.&lt;/span&gt;


&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Since then..it is just an everyday occurrence, that music of mine. And...in recent years the messages from Spirit often come in song or melody when I least expect it. Sometimes, upon awakening...a lovely melody drifts in that I cannot name...but hear clearly. Sometimes and often they precede an event in my life that I do not expect. It could be the mood of the music, that determines the message...the style, the title or the instrument(s) I hear being played.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;One cold January morning..I woke with lovely, melancholy melody that was so beautiful...still half asleep...I said out loud, "What beautiful guitar music". They, (spirit in charge at the moment :-) ..quickly corrected me by gently saying..."No, it's a mandolin". And by the way...FYI..it was a precursor to something I did not expect.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I do not have the answers as to WHY or HOW, in MANY ways music has been such an important part of my life. All I know is that it IS. And when only a few years ago... my guides told me that I was using a new "thread" of energy in the Healing Energy Work I was doing and that it was to be MY "signature" energy....&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I was not reeeely surprised when they told me I was to call it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" href="http://musiel-energy.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MUSIELight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Just last year a good friend of mine decided it might be time for me to try to compose/ play some of that MUSIC IN MY HEAD. So now..I have a beautiful Electronic keyboard in my room. The magic sounds of many instruments at my finger tips. And yes, I have played...and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;strung&lt;/span&gt; together some of my inner melodies. They are "stored" in the Keyboard. Have not "recorded" any yet. I seem to have a block there! What's up with that?&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Well, maybe I am not supposed to "record" them for anyone else to hear but me.
Or maybe...just like with music,  it's all in the timing!&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;So what does music do for you? And how does it play a part in your life? Or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;You may not have stories such as mine and it does not matter. Music speaks to us in unique ways for special reasons. If you are thinking."I just listen to music because I enjoy it, what's the big deal?" There is no BIG deal. But...in this time of self-evolving and truly knowing and BEING.. ourselves...it could be interesting and fun to know why the attraction to a particular&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; piece of music, instrument or style &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;exists and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;why it moves you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Here are titles to books I have found through the years that moved me, in regard to MUSIC. (the first one, I read in my early twenties!!! And..it is still today...on my bookshelf!))&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;~THE SILENT ENCOUNTER, Reflections on Mysticism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Virgina Hanson&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;This book, out of print now...has chapters on The element of mysticism in Art, Music, Poetry and Creativity. And is actually a profound read on Mysticism in general.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;~MUSIC; IT'S SECRET INFLUENCE THROUGHOUT THE AGES
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Cyril Scott&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;This one speaks a lot on  Classical music/composers and it's effect on us emotionally.  "Heady" but simple.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;~MUSIC: The keynote of Human Evolution&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Corrinne Heline&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;This one: an "early" new ager.  Speaks of many musical ideas from Indian music to music from ...LEMURIA!&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;LAST BUT NOT LEAST...&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Remember &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;OLIVER SACKS&lt;/span&gt;? Sure you do!&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;The Man Who Mistook His Wife For A Hat"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;, among many other phenomenal writings. His book&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.oliversacks.com/awake.htm"&gt;"AWAKENINGS"&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;inspired the movie with the same name, that starred  Robin Williams.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;His new book is called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"MUSICOPHILIA"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;...and you can learn more about it and hear a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;excerpt if you  click on this link.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://musicophilia.com/"&gt;http://musicophilia.com/&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I have not read it yet..but cannot wait to get a copy! The new book is about how music effects us on an emotional level and how the brain works with, hears and uses music. Did you know that the brain of a musician differs physically from that of a non-musical person? Did you know that some people, cannot HEAR &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;? I will not tell you more...if you want to know...you will check it out for yourself.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;You might enjoy the following links as well.  He seems to be a wonderful speaker as well as a writer.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1400040817?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=theoliversacksho&amp;amp;linkCode=as2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325&amp;amp;creativeASIN=1400040817"&gt;SACHSVIDEOEXCERPTMUSIC&amp;amp;LIGHTENINGBOLT&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=tPRW0wZ9NOM"&gt;AMUSIA-Inabiltytohearmusic&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;IS THERE ANY NEW ARTWORK YOU ASK?  Go to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://parellelvisions.blogspot.com/"&gt;ParallelVisions&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;to find out!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418816523099948219-7286372976476611153?l=intermezzo-gracenotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intermezzo-gracenotes.blogspot.com/feeds/7286372976476611153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418816523099948219&amp;postID=7286372976476611153&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418816523099948219/posts/default/7286372976476611153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418816523099948219/posts/default/7286372976476611153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intermezzo-gracenotes.blogspot.com/2007/11/thanks-for-anomalies-resonance-where-is.html' title='Thanks for the Anomalies, Resonance &amp; Where is the new Art??'/><author><name>Christine Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04700989546300494197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_z3X8N6hZk/TP3K58xMYwI/AAAAAAAACiE/BJs-Ze4Sfjc/S220/Thanks%2B019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418816523099948219.post-5559267473510605099</id><published>2007-10-31T16:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T01:21:41.619-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;blockquote  style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I AM updated!  I hope you like all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;changes&lt;/span&gt; I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; made in the actual "creative structure" of the pages'.  Please take time to listen to music...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;feel&lt;/span&gt; the art on all pages.

OK...well... excuse any typos, font problems...I guess it is a Halloween TRICK that the site is not letting me change styles and sizes as desired today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;But not being the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;SITE's&lt;/span&gt; problem..please forgive me for any ramblings as well! You see.... I am really excited because I think I am going to take the challenge...what challenge?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Well, look up at the side bar and check out:  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;NaNoWrMo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;!!!
But not until you are done reading here!!

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;HeART&lt;/span&gt; of Communication&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); text-align: left;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When I was little, I would run away in hysterics...when someone pointed a camera at me. And a video camera...would send me into complete shock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); text-align: left;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;For someone who has, all her life literally CRINGED at the thought of a "recorded photo-impression" of herself...I find it interesting...that recently I have felt the desire...the &lt;em&gt;need&lt;/em&gt;  actually, to incorporate a picture of myself...into some my art. Not in all of my art.  But the art  that is particularly personal, "therapeutic" or cathartic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); text-align: left;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In those pieces you will see  me..or a part of me...snugly placed, or pieced in..or blurred under or shadowing  through .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; There is nothing actually ever  "hidden" in the art I create.  Just subtle...or soft-spoken in  some.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); text-align: left;font-family:times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="times new roman" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;
Art is an idea in FORM. A "visual effect or product of a thought". I like layered art. Whether it is paint or paper or digital-magic. Complex combinations, collages of idea, imaginative montage. Not necessarily &lt;/span&gt;"complicated" though.
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;All you need to is  &lt;em&gt;listen&lt;/em&gt;.  It will speak to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); text-align: left;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;
Sometimes, I think....that a simple piece of art..a flower or a house...is more complicated. Simple and flat....many things UNSAID...denied or incomplete. It makes me wonder..."what is NOT being said by the artist?" But that is MY nature and attitude in regard to how humans/I think, or express ourselves creatively. Not all artists create as emotional/creative expression...therapeutically! Sometimes Beauty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;is  enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;...and I hope you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;feel&lt;/span&gt; much of that here on my pages!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); text-align: left;font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); text-align: left;font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); text-align: left;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;
Pictures, creation, hidden...MASKS! Appropriate thought for this day! Being a day when masks are allowed, expected and even demanded! Like art..."costuming" ourselves can be very therapeutic. Another form of expression. Something to be worn to hide something that is less real than what we "costume" ourselves in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); text-align: left;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sometimes, I can see that at  HALLOWEEN.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="arial" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Subtle hints...of who we want to  be...would rather be...or how we are really feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="arial" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="arial" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You say you are not wearing a mask  today?  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Anyday&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); text-align: left; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Well, maybe it's  true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); text-align: left; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;After all, even I cannot play  poker anymore :-)...so perhaps...becoming &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;un&lt;/span&gt;-masked is more of a trend that I  thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="arial" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); text-align: left; font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); text-align: left; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Well, I am not really sure what  that rambling was all about!
So do not let it deter you from reading on and looking at he rest of the pages. Lots of art..and interesting little tidbits await you!!
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); text-align: left; font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Oh yeah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); text-align: left; font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); text-align: left; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); text-align: center;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Trick or Treat!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_z3X8N6hZk/RyjnNoW0DUI/AAAAAAAAAnw/rD_6K5hYSiM/s1600-h/trickortreat.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_z3X8N6hZk/RyjnNoW0DUI/AAAAAAAAAnw/rD_6K5hYSiM/s320/trickortreat.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127602397118729538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Parallel-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;lellaraP&lt;/span&gt; Realities&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote  style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;That IS my expertise.  Whether it is expressed in my ART, writing or simply breathing!  But as some of you know it is VERY difficult to explain the reality/phenomenon. And so when I come across a writer/teacher that I feel has a real knack for expressing the inexpressible...I take notice!
I had the pleasure of reading some of her work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; and have had a tiny bit of communication with her...only to find that we have some  "parallels" in our shifts, too! Her article "Entering the Portal of Parallel Selves", really struck me.  And guess what?
She is also an artist.
Pay her a visit&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);" href="http://www.intuitart.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Deborah Robinson.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);" href="http://www.intuitart.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;script src="http://sonific.com/widgets/js/0b6f9a7b2aa4ea86a36fb07b96ba45dc465c2b5c/blogger" type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Instant Gratification,  Creative Distraction OR Addiction&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote  style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hey... turn off that Halloween music and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Click on above player for accompanying music for this article &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;:-)
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&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It is all in the semantics...so I  say: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;Whatever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Here is another peek into my sanctuary!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;I just had to include a picture of  my new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; adventure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;

&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_z3X8N6hZk/RyjhZ4W0DTI/AAAAAAAAAno/uqskCn_7mv0/s1600-h/Rollin%27.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_z3X8N6hZk/RyjhZ4W0DTI/AAAAAAAAAno/uqskCn_7mv0/s320/Rollin%27.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127596010502360370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 128, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Clove cigarettes have become VERY  e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;xpensive&lt;/span&gt;.
And..as to NOT limit my abundance, I am not going to say that "I  cannot afford to buy them".  But...upon principle..I am choosing to  &lt;em&gt;creatively enhance&lt;/em&gt; my smoking pleasure. And honestly, it is a very enjoyable and calming process.  Listening to Santana or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Jobim&lt;/span&gt; or perhaps &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;Vivaldi, while I roll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;! Depends on what mood I am in, you know. I have even been known to listen to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-family: arial;"&gt;BLUES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;, I wonder if they taste..according to the music I am playing at the time.  I Will have take note next time.  Certainly I could see the possibility of unconsciously adding MORE Clove to to the mixture if when am listening to Santana!&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;Hey, you non-smokers..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;PLEEEEEEEEEZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;  do not write me about the evils of smoking.  Then I would be forced to tell you  how SMOKING actually saved &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;MY &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;life.&lt;/span&gt;

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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 128, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418816523099948219-5559267473510605099?l=intermezzo-gracenotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intermezzo-gracenotes.blogspot.com/feeds/5559267473510605099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418816523099948219&amp;postID=5559267473510605099&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418816523099948219/posts/default/5559267473510605099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418816523099948219/posts/default/5559267473510605099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intermezzo-gracenotes.blogspot.com/2007/10/instant-gratification-creative.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04700989546300494197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_z3X8N6hZk/TP3K58xMYwI/AAAAAAAACiE/BJs-Ze4Sfjc/S220/Thanks%2B019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_z3X8N6hZk/RyjnNoW0DUI/AAAAAAAAAnw/rD_6K5hYSiM/s72-c/trickortreat.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418816523099948219.post-7324161564604188054</id><published>2007-10-10T21:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T01:30:47.008-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vibrational Efficiency'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_z3X8N6hZk/Rw14YBjNBBI/AAAAAAAAAfA/y89sIxppIRM/s1600-h/fall-leaves-100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 137px; height: 137px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_z3X8N6hZk/Rw14YBjNBBI/AAAAAAAAAfA/y89sIxppIRM/s320/fall-leaves-100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119880705518404626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:180%;"  &gt;VIBRATIO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:180%;"  &gt;NAL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:180%;"  &gt;EFFICIENCY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="georgia" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;

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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hey, what happened?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yesterday (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;)  I was sitting in the  park enjoying the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;warmth of a golden sun...on my face.  Today, I woke up  shivering!  Oh yeah, it IS almost the middle of October isn't it? Well, this  could be it...let's try to embrace the cha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nge of season.
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But whew, time does fly when you're having &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SUN&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; !  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:-)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;
I had been under the impression  that  this Autumn/Winter may be warmer than usual...I may have to simply  accept the fact that a partial Sunny Autumn...will help warm my Winter in any case..  Warm  memorie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s are at least permanent treasures of the heart. Oh well...all I can say  now is.... Ce La Vie'.  Time to take out the sweaters and move the  socks from  the back of the drawer to the front...for easy access.  I will play my favorite  &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://www.thebraziliansound.com/jobim.htm"&gt;"WARM" MUSIC&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;click on that, if you want an idea of what I call WARM !)&lt;/span&gt;
... And in lieu of having a fireplace..will light some cand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;les in each room and  certainly will be basking in the glow of the  "Lightscreen" and perhaps...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just  perhaps...&lt;/span&gt;start writing one of those books that have been spinning around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; in MY  head...for quite some time.

&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Comfort at the Lightscreen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_z3X8N6hZk/Rw2V6xjNBGI/AAAAAAAAAfo/067xhCR_tuo/s1600-h/sanct2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_z3X8N6hZk/Rw2V6xjNBGI/AAAAAAAAAfo/067xhCR_tuo/s200/sanct2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119913188356064354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Speaking of  writing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There is much congruency in all  the Ascen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sion Writing that I have been keeping up with...All the popular writers have similar information. One interes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ting correspondence is in regard to "Creating Our Sanctuaries"...and if that means  recreating&lt;em&gt; where you reside&lt;/em&gt;...OR moving to a new loca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tion...it is all  about what feels right.  And of course, Vibrational Efficiency is surrounding ourselves with all things...people and even&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ideas&lt;/span&gt; (music, art, nature) ...that mirror to us who we are. &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A peek in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to my &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sanctuary!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_z3X8N6hZk/Rw2YoxjNBHI/AAAAAAAAAfw/j3xq2EhsDkY/s1600-h/autumn+glow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_z3X8N6hZk/Rw2YoxjNBHI/AAAAAAAAAfw/j3xq2EhsDkY/s200/autumn+glow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119916177653302386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;
Although there is some layering  here...  What feels "right" is often based on the PAST...and who we have BEEN.  And  now...we are being encouraged to expand our realties..which includes our very  human 3D comfort zones.  So....again...as always as it is with these darn  SHIFTS of consciousness...we continue to ask ourselves questions...deeply investigating &lt;em&gt;where we  are really coming from&lt;/em&gt;...in order to clarify "where we are  going".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And the only way to do  that, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I think&lt;/span&gt;..is to KNOW who and where we are, right NOW. Honesty with  oneself is the key, even if it is uncomfortable. For it is only a temporary discomfort that will  lead to lasting peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;That's all the pseudo wisdom you  are getting from me this update!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div face="georgia" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;
There is new music, of course to  listen to at &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://parellelvisions.blogspot.com/"&gt;PARALLEL VISIONS&lt;/a&gt;...while you peruse a couple of new works of ART on  the same page...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and I hope you  do. Please...Don't forget to leave a comment! I was thrilled to see some the  last time..and MANY of you responded to the update email with such wonderful  words!  But..if you comment right on the page...(see the "comment" link under  each post)...then others can read them too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div face="georgia"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 128, 0);"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;OH! BUT WAIT!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I have been TAGGED!  Yep, my good  friend LAURA at
&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://littleorangekitchen.typepad.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;My Little Orange Kitchen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;( visit her fantastically creative,  insightful and humorous BLOG)&lt;/span&gt;
has invited me in a BLOG-like manner to Post&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;
"7 RANDOM THINGS ABOUT MYSELF".
&lt;/span&gt;COULD I PASS UP AN INVITATION LIKE THIS, TO TALK ABOUT MYSELF, IN SUCH A REFLECTIVE AND HUMOROUS MANNER?
I THINK NOT!!! :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sounded like fun...so......HERE I  GO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" face="georgia"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; Anniversary!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  7 years ago this  November...I purchased my very first COMPUTER.  On Thanksgiving eve...I made my  first journey into the UNIVERSE, via the INTERNET.  I had NO idea, I would ever  care about anything computer related.  I was simply "learning the ropes"...so I  could &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;write emails&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...and so I would speak the same language my son already was  already fluent in! HA! We all know where THAT has led me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;MUSIC/ART/MUSIC/ART/MUSIC/ART  is the brick and mortar that continually rebuilds, recreates MY  sanctuary.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div face="georgia" style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;3. &lt;/span&gt;I LOVE WORDS. I love the sound  of them..the tones and the meanings within the meanings.  When I make up  words...which I often do,  I feel I am freeing them from their little cages.   &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Made-up Words&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:Comic Sans MS;" &gt; are little Birds...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:Comic Sans MS;" &gt;enjoying their first  flight.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div face="arial" style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: georgia;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt; When I was in 3rd grade...I  started signing my school work papers &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"MARIA"&lt;/span&gt;. I wanted to change my name based  on the fact that I had just seen "THE SOUND OF MUSIC" on Broadway and The  movie..."WEST SIDE STORY", and I KNEW I would be a perfect &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;MARIA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;in either  role.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div face="georgia" style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I memorized all the lyrics and  most of the scripts! Oh well...I  missed my chance on Broadway &amp;amp; the Silver Screen......but maybe the MARIA role  unfolded in a different way, huh? (By the way, my 3rd grade teacher was a  GEM...and she let me use my fantasy name...until the principle found out.   Thanks Ms. Jacqueline Schutlz for nurturing my creativity and my fantasy  life!)&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: georgia;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div face="georgia" style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt; I only have... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt;...one , what I would call  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;actual, &lt;/span&gt; REAL regret about my life. But it's a dooozy.  :-) :-(&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div face="arial" style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt; I have two sisters.  20 and 15  years older than me.  We did not get to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;reeeely&lt;/span&gt; know each other very  well...during my childhood..being the age difference and living situations, etc.  But now...we are catching up.  And one way this is happening is through this  BLOG! Again...Happy anniversary to  me. :-)&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;(&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Hi Joanie...Hi  Carol!!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div face="georgia"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;7.&lt;/span&gt;  As much as I love to use my BRAIN...I  admit that I still embrace the brilliance of the MYSTERY. I like the balance, I need them both.  That is my true Sanctuary.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;OK...enough about me...time to go  listen and look:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://parellelvisions.blogspot.com/"&gt;PARALLEL VISIONS&lt;/a&gt;



&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;
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text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418816523099948219-7324161564604188054?l=intermezzo-gracenotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intermezzo-gracenotes.blogspot.com/feeds/7324161564604188054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418816523099948219&amp;postID=7324161564604188054&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418816523099948219/posts/default/7324161564604188054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418816523099948219/posts/default/7324161564604188054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intermezzo-gracenotes.blogspot.com/2007/10/vibratio-nal-efficiency-hey-what.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04700989546300494197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_z3X8N6hZk/TP3K58xMYwI/AAAAAAAACiE/BJs-Ze4Sfjc/S220/Thanks%2B019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U_z3X8N6hZk/Rw14YBjNBBI/AAAAAAAAAfA/y89sIxppIRM/s72-c/fall-leaves-100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418816523099948219.post-3448786475088183875</id><published>2007-09-20T18:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T01:30:47.009-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Long Time...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vibrational Efficiency'/><title type='text'>LONG TIME, NO BLOG....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_z3X8N6hZk/RvNEpIwWpBI/AAAAAAAAAVw/_gjUx-E8dqc/s1600-h/aleafyme.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_z3X8N6hZk/RvNEpIwWpBI/AAAAAAAAAVw/_gjUx-E8dqc/s320/aleafyme.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112505475511264274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Can you be-leaf it?
                                        It's Autumn!
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;You know when...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;you meet someone on the street that you haven't seen for a long time and they ask you what you have been doing, "what's new"? And even though you HAVE been VERY busy, which in fact maybe one of the reasons you haven't seen this person in such a long time.... you can't quite grasp ...just one little thread to try to express to them what HAS been going on...and convince them that you really HAVE been very BUSY!  This is how I feel while writing this BLOG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;It has been so long. And so much has happened. And how do you catch up? Honestly, I don't know if I can write that much. But hopefully, with a word here and there...and through the creative expression of ART and music..you might, you JUST might get some insight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;There is new ART and/or writing on every page....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;And the music..
&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;weeeell&lt;/span&gt;...
my landlord stopped in today to fix some flooring in my kitchen as I was about to test some music.
He asked...as it was silent when he arrived..."What, no music today?"
(I am always &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;playing&lt;/span&gt; something when he shows up...and he always seems to like what he hears.)
Anyway..I told him he had great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;timing&lt;/span&gt; and played for him what I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;attached&lt;/span&gt; to INTERMEZZO.
Surprised, he said...
&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;"Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;, not your usual...this sounds like elevator music".
Well....yeah...but only in Tuscany!

Hey....there is a method to my music madness...
More about that at a later date.:-)

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Please  visit the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://musiel-energy.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;MUSIELight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt; page&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Since I am no longer "HOSTING" on a regular basis...I wish to spend some time doing one on one sessions again. So please read about it and if it sounds like it could be beneficial for you to have a session...let me know!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;

By the way..I LOVE reading COMMENTS on the BLOG.  PLEASE, feel free to leave a sign that you have been here! &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"THANKS" in advance...for reading, looking and listening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;
Planning on updating more often.
&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;CME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~

&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Some things I have (re?) learned this summer: &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;:-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;


&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;The shortest path between two points is to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;listen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Boundaries are simply imaginary margins set on your "page" of life to contain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;in an orderly manner, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; what is being created .

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A bittersweet thought:
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Like, really does attract LIKE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Past and Future=NOW.  They just have different "lenses" attached.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;To zoom in,... simply &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;soften&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; the focus.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;If you can't do IT, (anything) with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;passion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;then stop doing it at all.&lt;/span&gt;


&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Seemingly, (but not really) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Contrasting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; Advise:&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;If you are one single iridescent, glowing flower in a large field&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;and you find that you have been targeted by a"stream of pesticide"...&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Just fold up your little petals...get close to the ground and...&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;love your roots.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Then...transplant yourself in a new field.

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Feeling "tapped out" has a whole new meaning to me, now. :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;WORDS are like stars.&lt;/span&gt;



&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;And last but not least...THIS SUMMER...I was finally shown the proper way to say "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;CHEEEEEZE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;!"&lt;/span&gt;

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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418816523099948219-3448786475088183875?l=intermezzo-gracenotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intermezzo-gracenotes.blogspot.com/feeds/3448786475088183875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418816523099948219&amp;postID=3448786475088183875&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418816523099948219/posts/default/3448786475088183875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418816523099948219/posts/default/3448786475088183875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intermezzo-gracenotes.blogspot.com/2007/08/long-time-no-blog.html' title='LONG TIME, NO BLOG....'/><author><name>Christine Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04700989546300494197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_z3X8N6hZk/TP3K58xMYwI/AAAAAAAACiE/BJs-Ze4Sfjc/S220/Thanks%2B019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_z3X8N6hZk/RvNEpIwWpBI/AAAAAAAAAVw/_gjUx-E8dqc/s72-c/aleafyme.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418816523099948219.post-3497752248770918811</id><published>2007-05-30T18:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T01:30:47.010-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Long Time...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Playing God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vibrational Efficiency'/><title type='text'>Playing God...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_z3X8N6hZk/Rl5ugodnZaI/AAAAAAAAAO8/k2NHJW68OCs/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 156px; height: 99px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_z3X8N6hZk/Rl5ugodnZaI/AAAAAAAAAO8/k2NHJW68OCs/s400/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070611737362261410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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The other day I caught a glimpse of two children playing on the sidewalk.  It was just an instant...almost like  a flash- frame that I just happened to catch...as the bus I rode on, moved by quickly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:Comic Sans MS;" &gt;A memory was triggered...something  from childhood I had not thought about in years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:Comic Sans MS;" &gt;
When I was little, I used to  observe ants.  For hours I would watch as they crawled around in their private  little world, sometimes carrying bits of grass or crumbs...or whatever other  tiny things ants carry around with them.  Most seeming much too large or heavy  for one little ant to handle all by her/him self! This intrigued&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:Comic Sans MS;" &gt; me so much.

I  wondered how they "knew" to build, to have their little meetings at the edge of  the lawn..and whereto turn or take a detour.
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:Comic Sans MS;" &gt;Who gave them  directions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:Comic Sans MS;" &gt;
I would test them!&lt;/span&gt;
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Sometimes I  would get a leaf...and place it right in front of them...blocking their  path. Some of the tiny creatures would stop instantly, noticing that what was a clear path  an instant before, was now blocked by an enormous obstacle.  I would wait to see  how long the ant/s would "access the situation", before they would decide how to  continue.

One might pause for just a brief moment..and then "decide" to simply  walk around the obstacle.  Another would wait and wait and wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:Comic Sans MS;" &gt;...too long  sometimes, for me to even wait to see what the little traveler would eventually  do! Another..would climb over the obstacle...struggling...but eventually arriving at their destination anyway.  At least I think they did.
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:Comic Sans MS;" &gt;Did they know that they were  ants?  And that there was strange beings living in another private world of  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; own, watching them??  Did they KNOW that it was a HAND of one of those strange beings that  had placed the obstacle in their path?  Did they care?  Were they upset by this  unexpected event slowing them down? Did &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:Comic Sans MS;" &gt;anything &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;matter&lt;/span&gt; to them at all? Did they  believe in an ANT GOD?  Was IT...&lt;em&gt;US&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:Comic Sans MS;" &gt;
Or were they like robots...just  mechanically moving through their lives...no thought, no "ideas" just existing  in automatic pilot mode. But &lt;em&gt;who turned the auto pilot on&lt;/em&gt;?  And was that a bad thing...that they didn't actually &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;think&lt;/span&gt;...but simply "knew, without thought" what to do next?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:Comic Sans MS;" &gt;Yes, I really did wonder about  these things when I was little.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:Comic Sans MS;" &gt;
Now, I wonder why,  of all the childhood  memories that  could have been RE-viewed that day......why was it  was this one..that pulled me in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_z3X8N6hZk/Rl5u84dnZbI/AAAAAAAAAPE/JDhyl6Q7UUc/s1600-h/images1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_z3X8N6hZk/Rl5u84dnZbI/AAAAAAAAAPE/JDhyl6Q7UUc/s400/images1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070612222693565874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 128, 0);font-family:Comic Sans MS;" &gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418816523099948219-3497752248770918811?l=intermezzo-gracenotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intermezzo-gracenotes.blogspot.com/feeds/3497752248770918811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418816523099948219&amp;postID=3497752248770918811&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418816523099948219/posts/default/3497752248770918811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418816523099948219/posts/default/3497752248770918811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intermezzo-gracenotes.blogspot.com/2007/05/playing-god.html' title='Playing God...?'/><author><name>Christine Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04700989546300494197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_z3X8N6hZk/TP3K58xMYwI/AAAAAAAACiE/BJs-Ze4Sfjc/S220/Thanks%2B019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U_z3X8N6hZk/Rl5ugodnZaI/AAAAAAAAAO8/k2NHJW68OCs/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418816523099948219.post-1903289150063743751</id><published>2007-05-09T06:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T01:30:47.010-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Long Time...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Smoke and Mirrors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Playing God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vibrational Efficiency'/><title type='text'>SMOKE &amp; MIRRORS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;So much for keeping my BLOGS simple and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;succinct&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well...seems as though I may have found my niche here.  Combining words, art and music...IS a passion. And...on the LIGHT-screen, too?  Can it get any better?&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;following&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; are several little ramblings that I just HAD to share with you. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life has been full of interesting little tidbits, just popping in from all sides lately.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Can't complain...if it had not been so "interesting"...I would have had to THINK more about what to write!!&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;But first...&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Speaking of words...here are some lovely words sent to me from Grace Chapman who was moved by the RANDOM ASCENSION article:&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;

&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;How Conscious Can We Become?   05/06/07&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;If consciousness is self-awareness, then self will always limit one.  This self, though always expanding through experience, is limited by the interplay of sense perception and thought.  If consciousness is pure Being, then consciousness is all encompassing and no-thing simultaneously.  This Self/Being is incomparable and cannot be described in relative terms.  &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Evolution is a movement from self-awareness to pure being, and its expression is all form, sound, taste, smell, touch, feeling and thought.  As human beings we are a borderless moving medium flowing as one with/within a borderless moving medium; and the state of equilibrium, the integration of stillness in action/reception in giving, is present consciousness - Being. &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;self is me&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;a ripple in a boundless sea&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;not part, not whole&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;yet being trough and peak&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;a fluid movement&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;on the surface &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;of eternal deep&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;As being, we are limitless.  As defined beings, we are limited by perspective.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thank you Grace, for taking the time to share your thoughts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;



&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;OK, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;here we go...........&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_z3X8N6hZk/RkU-jIcb6FI/AAAAAAAAAIU/cQj6beHVdzk/s1600-h/blue_heart.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_z3X8N6hZk/RkU-jIcb6FI/AAAAAAAAAIU/cQj6beHVdzk/s320/blue_heart.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063522129331087442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;~REAL-EYES~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; I have experienced recently the gift of being a witness to true &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Unhappiness&lt;/span&gt;.  It is a subtle thing you know...Unhappiness.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;It shows itself as fear and doubt.  As distrust and blame. Cruelty and coldness. Control and manipulation.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;We all have our moments...of being not quite in the light-hearted space that we would like to be. Surely, we must feel our feelings. Life is not always EASY. This is why we are here, to EXPERIENCE and grow.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;But there are those...who cannot seem to lift them selves up and out of their self created chaos...not even for a moment. The density that lurks in their hearts has become their best friend. It seems as though they have covered their hearts with   a thick fog  and poured it into their minds, this odd,  dense,  smokey ethereal liquid... that dampens any hint of joy and dims any point of light that might try to permeate their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;familiar&lt;/span&gt; darkness.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;This might sound a bit dramatic......but there is a method to my drama!&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;You noticed...I called this witnessing a GIFT.   And truly it is.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Surely, we are human and we feel human emotions...&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;But ... ask yourself...how do you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; feel? What is the basic emotion you feel, most of the time? What is your level of contentment? Trust? Happiness? Peace? How far off  "center" does the "unexpected" in your life throw you?&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;In watching closely those who simply cannot seem to take on a different perspective or even want to try...and do not appear to have the desire to look into their hearts and ask...WHY AM I SO MISERABLE....?( because certainly... all their Unhappiness must be the fault of the events and people around them), I cannot help but wonder...what horrible, dark human misconception has led them to this lie? This very sad lie.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;What have they NOT &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;real-eyes-ed&lt;/span&gt;, yet?&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is it about the FREEDOM of seeing  TRUTH, that scares them so much. Does the light threaten them ...because they truly have become permanent residents in their self made heart of darkness on earth? And the flicker of some light of truth that may begin to enter their surroundings...to help heal...or to show them another way...doesn't only send them running away in the other direction..... but some would do all they can to squelch that light. Because you see, that LIGHT cannot be trusted, either.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes, I know...this does sound dramatic...and perhaps judgemental, too. But...let me soften it all by telling you what I truly believe...&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nothing is random. All is purposeful. A path is THE path, whether one knows it or not. And so....if NOTHING is random...(and I do believe that), and if ALL is purposeful, then THOSE who feel that deep discontent in their hearts are ON their path too...purposefully and completely IN their lessons.  And if they never come out of the seeming darkness into the light...well then..their PATH is theirs to claim. And who am I to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;judge&lt;/span&gt; what is the RIGHT thing for them in their personal life experience?&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Am I saying that some humans are here to simply be miserable? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hmmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. What kind of GIFT is that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for them&lt;/span&gt;?  I really do not have the answer to that...even if I may be tempted to teach, preach, help, heal.  I do not know what their path is SUPPOSED to look like.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;All I know is THIS:&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; gifted with new sight...
in witnessing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;those who appear to be&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the blind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ones&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;

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&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;VANISHING ACT&lt;/span&gt;



&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;In my opinion...one of the misconceptions of the Ascension teachings, is the idea that one is "waiting" to ascend. That we are simply preparing for the GRAND FINALE and in the meantime we need to do as much energy work, take as many workshops as possible, cleanse our "systems" continually, breathe only fresh air, drink the purist of water (certainly neither of which would be found  in the city:-), and pray and meditate and tone and dowse ourselves with essential oils every day..and certainly...if we do good..really discipline ourselves in all these ways and more..........THEN we can ASCEND.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;LIFE is not good enough right now...and so...we have this   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;higher dimensional carrot of light dangling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;in front&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;... (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;what a visual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;)...just knowing that once we get that carrot, all of life will magically, dramatically  change and it will then be "worth living". No more problems or pain.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Some Ascension "seekers" seem to believe that some kind of 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Dimensional Escape...is possible.  That all we are doing right now in the moment is "preparing" for the big day.  Much like the "Rapture" scenario that some Christian sects entertain.  Or HEAVEN as the final resting place where one can finally be with GOD.  That is if you are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; while you are on this earth. And even so...we are all sinners anyway..some would say.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Some ASCENSION addicts, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;oooh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, that sounds harsh. Oh well too late now...some ASCENSION addicts think that one can OVERRIDE the 3D...by pretending that the things we EXPERIENCE do not matter. That since it is all an ILLUSION anyway...all we have to do is DETACH from the IDEA that it matters at all.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;So what I would hope to shed light on in my own little way is to remind you that ASCENSION is HAPPENING.  It is the light and the dark.  It is the PAIN and the contentment.  It is the experience of LIFE and how we perceive that experience in every MOMENT.  Ascension is NOT about r&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;eaching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a destination...like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Going to HEAVEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;.  No, in fact it is bringing the truth of HEAVEN, the IDEA/ideal down to earth. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;DESCENSION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is bringing the light into our awareness...here, right now.  We are HUMANIZING THE LIGHT, remember?  How can we do that if we are always waiting to LIFT OFF? :-)&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;There is no MAGICAL remedy for the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;malady called LIFE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; on earth. And the Spiritual path is not meant to "take us away" or "out of life". More so...it provokes us into "diving deeply" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;(There's that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;phrase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; ) into what we are feeling, seeing and being addressed with...in our everyday, "mundane" lives.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ascension is about the illusion of MAGIC transforming into the MIRACULOUS.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Magician creates illusions to lead us to believe that something has changed. Well, it does have it's purpose. Even the teasing affect an illusionist has on our senses...changes our perception somewhat in regard to what is Real ...and what is not. And the mystery of how he/she does it...tweaks our curiosity and prompts us to "want to know more". We wonder about it,  ask questions, try to "figure it out". We are fascinated with the Magicians illusions!

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Our illusions have their purpose, too.  &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Time is an illusion.  Space, too!&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Get the drift?&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;But, when the idea of the Miraculous is introduced.....we are allowed to see all of the illusion...witness the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;incongruencies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; as well as the fascination and the mystery..AND...embrace it ALL as perfect. Not worrying so much of HOW it is done or why or how we can figure it out.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;  Ascension writings tell us of how we are waking out of the dream...into a new reality. Now...even&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; that&lt;/span&gt; reality is a dream in itself...as long as we reside on this earthly plane..we are dreamers of the dream within the dream called life. Where does it end?  I do not think it does.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;But a new consciousness can emerge...when we even hold the IDEA that  that we are dreamers of THE dream. Even thinking the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;possibility&lt;/span&gt;  opens us up...expanding our awareness...so that we may experience the Miracle of life itself. Thought is real.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;That new consciousness that can emerge is  the MIRACULOUS &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;consciousness&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The MIRACULOUS permanently shifts our perception so that we may LOVE the illusion as it is.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The MIRACULOUS IS the shift, itself.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do we live an ILLUSION called life?&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;We ARE illusions, intricately designed holograms...that are divinely imbued with the potential of becoming real.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;WE ARE illusions.  We are MIRACLES. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;We just forgot. We are here, in this life, on this earth...in the grand illusion...
so we can remember.
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;All beautiful.  All purposeful. All one and ALL NOW.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;He was right.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;BE HERE NOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;
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I AM CONVINCED THAT THE PATH IS LINED WITH MIRRORS&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Some things, you would never discover about yourself, unless you take some risks.&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;The SPIRITUAL PATH is only "safe" in that we are continually guided. But not "safe" in the human distinction between what will or will not necessarily feel "good".&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Yes, there ARE signs along the way to direct us. Not force us IN to a specific direction...against our will. But signs as &lt;em&gt;reminders......&lt;/em&gt;to pay attention, listen and perhaps...step forward, or backward, or sideways...in order to embrace the fullness of this life.&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Walking, running, gliding, sometimes "stumbling"...on a Spiritual Path, we learn about certain traditions, ritual, belief systems...and work very diligently to become the person we think, we are supposed to be. More enlightened. More compassionate. More successful. More SPIRITUAL. And so...along that path, that one might stumble or glide...after decades perhaps of running into some walls, tripping over rocks...crashing into mountains of obstacles... we learn of course, all of those seeming BLOCKS, detours or "accidental collisions" were part of the path...uniquely designed for us. Designed for ...each of us individually ...allowing every opportunity to discover... &lt;em&gt;remember, our unique &lt;/em&gt;purpose/s in this life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt; )&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;
When we finally understand that the path, the Journey is NOT about BECOMING...but remembering...WHO we ARE, right now in this moment....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;We may then... have a revelation. &lt;/strong&gt;

&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We have been looking ahead. We have been looking behind us. Gaging our past and future...taking inventory of how much we have raised our lives,  minds, hearts...spirits.
Have you looked...along the way...to either side? Left, right...what lines the path?
&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Look..... we have sometimes very unconsciously been shown our reflection...the clearest reflection of our deepest self...not in the obvious lessons, or the NEON signs, but in the eyes of those people we meet along that path. As they too...&lt;em&gt;are the path itself&lt;/em&gt;. We are all connected in some way...words cannot really capture the vastness of our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ONEship&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;So...look deeply into the eyes of one that that you meet along the way. One that may not be aware that you have been trying for so long to BECOME...or trying so hard to AVOID your truth!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);" align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The eyes of those who walk with you...the reflectors...you see, makes the path what it is. With out them...we would simply be walking around in circles...wondering when this journey will end.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);" align="center"&gt;

&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Are these "human sign posts" randomly placed? No. They are &lt;/span&gt;strategically&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;placed&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; along your path, so when you are ready..the &lt;/span&gt;reflection&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; you need to see, at that moment will be seen. If you look. If you dare. If you for one small moment &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;in time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...take a risk...let down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;your guard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...and get a different perspective...
What you see in that reflection may surprise you.  It might sadden  you. It might give you great joy.
Watch your responses.  Feel your energy as you look into the mirrors.
IS that  reflection familiar?
Does that reflection remind you of something you cannot relate to?
Does it remind you that there is something more than meets the eye?
Either way...we will see clearly,
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what defines us in our reality.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;
Even when those eyes are filled with Unhappiness...&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...there YOU are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;in the eyes of another.

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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;So do you have a minute? :-)

Free will is a gift and a learning device for us to use on our human adventure. Of course you know that already. But do you know how this tool becomes manifest in our daily experience? It is an interesting phenomenon, this LIFE...where we are posed with questions, ideas, choices...every where we turn. And even within our minds and hearts...apart from the world at large, we are constantly given opportunities to choose...and then to choose again. Each response to every new moment is an opportunity for choice. A new perspective. A new IDEA.

If we find ourselves in the same or similar predicaments, over and over again...as if we were repeating some unfriendly pattern...that will just not let up...perhaps it is time to consider that we just have not chosen from the depth of BEing, yet. That the reasons why repeated patterns keep haunting us like ghosts from our past...is that we have been unwilling to touch the level of consciousness at our core...the place where finally...one new choice could help to weave an entirely new chapter...within this story of our lives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;But we are humans and we learn this way. Bit by bit, layer by layer. And every different arena in our lives...has it's own set of layers...issues...choices.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;It takes time...to humanize the LIGHT!

What is it that you have not looked at yet? What is it that you think you really HAVE done already...not understanding at all, that the reoccurring design keeps spiraling back to you because there is within that particular issue...a level... you have not addressed yet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Remember, after all...everything that we have experienced thus far, has served us well. No matter what it is..even a seeming "failure"...has the potential to be one more lesson in remembering who we are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Every little event, adventure, twist in the tapestry of lives... has been there for a reason...and it has not been a mistake. Therefore, our continual re-choosing is a necessary step on our path. Some of you have heard me say this before...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;You cannot really skip steps on this path, because the path will catch up to YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;So...denial or avoidance, whether it be conscious or not..is an "illusion" of control!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Wherever we step...THERE we are!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;So now you have a heartfelt urge to finally, once and for all..step lightly but fully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;And maybe even find a way to blast those boulders you have been stumbling over, on your path....away. Sometimes though, those boulders are not as stubborn as we think. And with the sincere willingness to &lt;em&gt;dive into deeper levels of your SELF...&lt;/em&gt;...and move through them.... not just creatively navigate &lt;em&gt;around them&lt;/em&gt;...those boulders, turn into rocks... what may appear to be rocks blocking your path....when diving to an even deeper state of willingness...all of a sudden are stones on the road. Taking on a new perspective or consciousness as you navigate your way through the depth of you being... they begin to simply disintegrate...blow away... away...like bubbles. Only bubbles created by our own Resistance is what keeps us seemingly separated from our essence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;it might take you some time..to actually get from BOULDER to BUBBLE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;but what else are you doing? This is why we are here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;to REAL-EYES...the TRUTH about life...spirit...SELF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;What bubbles have you mistaken for boulders? It might take you some time to get from one to other..but, what else are you doing, anyway?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Respect the process...it is divine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;This is why you are here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;To REAL-eyes..YOUR truth. Bit by bit...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;layer by layer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Just &lt;em&gt;a little willingness&lt;/em&gt; to see more clearly, hear more fully and dive deeply...takes you a long, long, way...&lt;em&gt;back&lt;/em&gt;...to where you began.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;And it is only in that deep place...where healing and growth can occur. Only to resurface...breathing new air...new consciousness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;In that way you are truly born again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;(see one of my new digital collages, "Born Again", by clicking below.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://parellelvisions.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;http://parellelvisions.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;End of rambling for today&lt;/strong&gt;...check out this music/video from the movie: &lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CRASH".
&lt;/strong&gt;I loved this movie, but ...if you are feeling a little sensitive, you might not want to watch the trailer. In that case...just close your eyes and listen. The audio is clear and her voice and lyrics are lovely. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;"IN THE DEEP"
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U_FRluQgYpI"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U_FRluQgYpI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/418816523099948219-5147469802883532773?l=intermezzo-gracenotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intermezzo-gracenotes.blogspot.com/feeds/5147469802883532773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=418816523099948219&amp;postID=5147469802883532773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418816523099948219/posts/default/5147469802883532773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/418816523099948219/posts/default/5147469802883532773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intermezzo-gracenotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/rising-deep.html' title='RISING DEEP'/><author><name>Christine Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04700989546300494197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U_z3X8N6hZk/TP3K58xMYwI/AAAAAAAACiE/BJs-Ze4Sfjc/S220/Thanks%2B019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-418816523099948219.post-8377196106926842126</id><published>2007-03-16T16:43:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:07:29.375-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FIRST WAVE'/><title type='text'>IT'S OFFICIAL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_z3X8N6hZk/RgCRfFIlEFI/AAAAAAAAAAs/IPEHdB-CO3U/s1600-h/2266050031.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044191545795088466" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_z3X8N6hZk/RgCRfFIlEFI/AAAAAAAAAAs/IPEHdB-CO3U/s320/2266050031.jpg" width="104" border="0" height="81" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_z3X8N6hZk/RgCRfFIlEFI/AAAAAAAAAAs/IPEHdB-CO3U/s1600-h/2266050031.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_z3X8N6hZk/RgCRfFIlEFI/AAAAAAAAAAs/IPEHdB-CO3U/s1600-h/2266050031.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;First-Wave LIGHTWORKERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U_z3X8N6hZk/RgCRfFIlEFI/AAAAAAAAAAs/IPEHdB-CO3U/s1600-h/2266050031.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;have
fulfilled a plan&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The first wavers are the healers and speakers, movers,
shakers... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that dove into the work, in a big way, during the
seventies &amp;amp; eighties. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A large number &lt;em&gt;went in&lt;/em&gt;...after the Harmonic
convergence of 1987.  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And now, THEY are experiencing some interesting phenomenon in their lives.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(besides feeling a bit fatigued. :-)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There is anticipation to start fresh...to continue perhaps
with some other endeavors &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that were put on the "back burner" for many years. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The dedication of these Lightworkers, in MY opinion has
gone beyond &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what many &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;of them could
even conceive of..when they commenced on this more&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"conscious path". &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They did not even know then, that they "had it in them"...to push forward, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sometimes against some very trying odds.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Symptoms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; of first wavers
NEW-direction may be..a desire or even a deeply felt &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;need&lt;/span&gt; to&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;investigate more wholeheartedly into their
creative abilities. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Writing, art in various forms...music. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Perhaps devoting more time to family..or creating one for the first time! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;The relationship that had been "somewhere out there"...may invite itself in now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;as the first wavers' lives are not as "wrapped around" the
WORK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Not all of them will be "leaving". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Not necessarily "waving" goodbye...but simply moving over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Perhaps even quietly navigating into the 3D world in new and innovative ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;The WORK&lt;/span&gt; is now...merged with their everyday, 3D life. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;And
they are equipped to move in the 3D with a sense of peace and contentment... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;that will be received by the world at large...by their example, their mere BEINGness. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They have been "re-born". &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A re-calibration of a SOULular kind, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that has "bled through"... to many others. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They have learned to "operate from a high level" way
beyond what &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;they thought capable
of...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when they commenced on this more "conscious path". &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After years of "holding the space" and Upholding the vibration,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sifting and transmuting the SPIRITUAL/ emotional bodies of self, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;other humans &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and the planet itself..they can now release the
responsibility.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;The&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt; SECOND and THIRD Wave Lightworkers &lt;/span&gt;are those students, Friends and supporters...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;that are now willing and ready to take the reins and use what they have learned...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;to continue the work in their own unique way..forging ahead...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;assisting in the next 50 years on our evolving planet.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;And
with their heartfelt wishes held gently in their hands...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;anything can happen&lt;/em&gt;. So now is the time to step aside,
indeed. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;And to
allow life to nurture them....for a change. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Perhaps you
will bump into one of them, they are usually&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;quite normal, except for the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;LIGHT &lt;/span&gt;in their
eyes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Support your Local First Wavers.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;They have been watching over you.
:-)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;For more information on FIRST WAVE LIGHTWORKERS, simply Google
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&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;If you are living on this planet, then...you ARE ascending. We are ascending together as ONE HUMAN FAMILY and yet... We are all unique individuals. The defining characteristic between Ascending humans is the level of awareness that one is "operating" from/with.
. To be able to feel more "at home" in the world we live in...is to raise our awareness that we are:
~multidimensional beings. (there is more than meets the 3D eye)
~Time is one of our human tools...an illusion we created in order to experience.
~we chose to be here, on this planet at this time. (our birth was no accident)
~and we continue to choose...with every breath we take.
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.reconnections.net/Multidimensionality.htm"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;The statements are Spirituality 101..for those of us who have been on any type of Spiritual path...
for more than a week. :-)

Now...if we can all agree that humans HAVE evolved from the...beginning of time...
on a physical level (we have changed in appearance)...on an intellectual level (our brain functions have expanded)
...and on emotional levels of various degrees...(in relationship to each other, familial connection, etc)
would we also agree that we must still be evolving? If not..then it would not be called evolution...would it?
We are not done, right?

What the ASCENSION teachers have said is that...
Ascension is a process of conscious evolution.


Apparently, we have evolved to a point now...where we can NOT be just a randomly evolving species...
simply acclimating to our surroundings...like plants. (although EVERYTHING on this this planet,  does HAVE some level of consciousness...but more about that another time)
Our consciousness..which our intellect, 3D form AND emotions are intertwined as part of our "make up" (DNA) has evolved as well. It must have. Think about it.
The question IS then...
HOW CONSCIOUS MAY WE BECOME?
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