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			<title>Can You Undo Empathy?</title>
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			<pubDate>Sun, 04 Nov 2012 11:19:54 GMT</pubDate>
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				<div class="message">I'm sorry. It sucks that you are drained all the time and have very little inner resources left to even be mildly happy and full of energy. It really does. I know what that feels like. Here is my simple guide to help.<br />
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<b>Indigo Dog's List for Empath Recovery-</b><br />
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1. Heal and seal your aura. Pray, meditate, walk in nature or just take a very committed nap with the intention of healing the energetic bubble that surrounds you. Use your imagination or if you are advanced observe the aura that surrounds your physical body and check for leaks and tear and send healing light to repair it. Once you feel satisfied that the aura is healed and sealed fill it with healing light. ( ask god, your angels, source energy, unconditional love of the universe, whatever your faith to do this with you.)<br />
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2. Scrape off the energetic vampires in your life. Avoid, deflect or just learn to say, &quot;hey, I'm tired today and need some Me time.&quot; It is not your job to save, soothe or rescue them from their personal lessons. Sometimes they need pain in order to be motivated to evolve spiritually and become mature people.<br />
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3. Embrace the understanding that you do not need to be useful to others in order to be loved. Just because you can help does not obligate you to do it. You are worthy and perfect without doing anything for anybody. Your job is to develop personal confidence and self esteem without need others to approve of you.<br />
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4. Give yourself more of what you need. If you want to feel happy then do things that give you joy (other than helping people.) If you don't know what makes you happy then try new things till you find some. I think it might be time for you to branch out and discover some things about yourself that you have been too distracted to notice.<br />
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5. Say no. Avoid vampire types that never get better but always need attention. Set up an energetic filter or shield that repels people who are not harmonious. Ask that God draw only people into your life that are positive and life affirming to you at this time. When you feel bored and want a challenge again the negative people will return to offer you new opportunities to grow and be challenged, but for now... ask for a break.</div>
			
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			<title>Unfiltered Love Experiment</title>
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			<pubDate>Fri, 07 Sep 2012 13:19:03 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[Sometimes when things are going really smoothly, my relationships feel great and I have a lot of time on my hands, I get bored. 
 
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">Sometimes when things are going really smoothly, my relationships feel great and I have a lot of time on my hands, I get bored.<br />
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It's the awful truth. When you get pretty good at creating, manifesting and conjuring and you have everything you want easily, you have a moment of rest and ease a deep breath and then you miss the drama and challenges of wanting and chasing again. Or at least I do.<br />
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Material stuff is a cake walk anymore so the things I want now are different, abstract and ephemeral. Having had a long desire to help others and see them prosper and grow was a natural choice for my creative/ co creative outlet.<br />
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I wondered what would happen if I just was myself all  unfiltered, open and totally loving? I hadn't done that with another human being unless they were married to me and even then I had filters and buffers for fear of blowing them away. Besides I was different, older and more grounded now.<br />
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Rather than just unleash the snuggle joy energy randomly I determined that whomever wandered into my personal experience for the day would get blasted or exposed, whatever you get the picture. <br />
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It was in the lighting aisle of Lowes Home Improvement store. A grey haired old guy who looked tired and stooped toddled up to me and asked if I needed any help. (here we go)<br />
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I turned to face him and smiled, thanked him for the offer and said I was fine. A normal enough thing but this time when I spoke I spoke from the center of my heart and encompassed him with all my attention and appreciation for the being that he is. No  filter, no dampening at all.<br />
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He stood there, blinked and then opened his eyes wider and stood tall. Having been relieved of his duty to assist me he seemed to not quite know what to do and just hovered around arranging things in the aisle near me and smiling from ear to ear. He looked young again, full of energy and happy. (well that was fun)<br />
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Next it was the check out lady. Her aura was dark, shaded and weighed down by work, some memories of trouble at home, the emotional dialog of tension drifting in her heart. (as an empath I see that yurky stuff all the time) So I dropped the filters and veils and just loved her and focused on allowing her to be her and not taking anything but instead sharing the same time and space together. The only difference is that I let the joy and contentment I usually contain splatter everywhere around her like a drive by astral hugging. ( my normal inclination but often reigned in)<br />
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She eased into a different posture as this occurred. She even looked around as if to try and pin point the direction that the feeling came from, so cute. She also looked younger and refreshed and beamed a smile at me and Hubby as we left.<br />
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I will do this more and see where it takes me.</blockquote>

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			<title>Is it an attack or just different energy resonance</title>
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			<pubDate>Sat, 23 Jun 2012 13:13:12 GMT</pubDate>
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When people avoid you- 
 
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				<div class="message">When people avoid you-<br />
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Don't be alarmed when people deliberately look away or seem to shy away from you. They are probably just not resonating at the same vibration that you are. In the same way that someone who is depressed and bitter hates to be around a happy bouncy personality, some people just don't share your energy. It is not bad or good, just a different vibe.<br />
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Crabby attitude people hate me unless I am really in a bad mood then they want to hang around me.<br />
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Don't worry so much about those you feel may wish to do you harm. Anyone who would seek to do &quot;curses&quot; or spiritual harm to you cannot really. It is only what you allow in your life that can. It may be that as you have been raising your spiritual awareness you have begun to notice the stark contrast of light and dark more than ever.<br />
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It can feel like suddenly coming out of a dark cave into the light. At first the light is dazzling and then as you adjust to this new view the shadows seem so much darker. When you were in the cave it all looked alike in grey and black and you were used to it. ( I hope this makes sense.)<br />
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You seem to be on the right path. Worry less and enjoy your journey more. Worry is rent you pay on property that you don't live on.</div>
			
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			<title>Why do some people decide to cover their eyes?</title>
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			<pubDate>Sat, 02 Jun 2012 01:33:55 GMT</pubDate>
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I cover my eyes to manage my intake of vibrational energy. I believe that what you...</description>
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				<div class="message">Why I cover my eyes-<br />
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I cover my eyes to manage my intake of vibrational energy. I believe that what you focus on the most is what you spend your energy on; what you create and draw to you.<br />
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I am selective on what I give my attention to because I believe that humans are powerful creators and that every thought is a prayer. A Universe that hears vibration surrounds me and everything in it. It hears what is dominant and reflects it back as a physical manifestation.<br />
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If I look at some unwanted thing, like violence or corruption and say in my mind &quot; I do not like this violence and corruption!&quot; over and over. If I push against it and I hold the vibration of resistance and intense emotion of it in my head, I lend it energy to grow bigger.<br />
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All the Universe hears is &quot;violence, corruption..&quot;.endlessly. So it manifests more of it.<br />
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I choose to hold vibrational energy that is focused on harmony, abundance, well being and balance. This is a very difficult discipline to do. Most people only <i>react</i> to what has already occurred and is presently manifested. It is so in your face and often repeated for dramatic effect on TV and other media. It is easy to get upset at what you do not like to see.<br />
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It takes mastery and willingness to retrain yourself to hold positive thoughts and images when the evidence of them is still un manifested.</div>
			
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			<title>Rubber Boots</title>
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			<pubDate>Mon, 28 May 2012 02:30:32 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>My preferred foot wear is a pair of black rubber boots. I paid $14.00 for them at the Walmart. I wear them all the time. Anytime I go out to water...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">My preferred foot wear is a pair of black rubber boots. I paid $14.00 for them at the Walmart. I wear them all the time. Anytime I go out to water plants, play with the dog, get the mail, I'm wearing those boots. Even if I am in a baby doll dress or overalls, they seem to be my first choice. They are functional. <br />
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I am guilty also of wearing them to go to visit relatives. It wasn't a slight I just forgot I had them on when we left the house. The women in my family were mortified for me. They drove me home to get &quot;real&quot; shoes on. I have only done that once.<br />
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One rainy day we had epic rainfall. Water was sheeting across the lawn 6 inches deep and seeping into the house. I went out to clear the clogged swales and help the flood waters move more easily away from the house. This was fairly easy for me to do with a shovel and of course my trusty boots. Hubby had only flip flops and tennis shoes. Neither of which is flood worthy footwear.<br />
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He was so jealous he bought a pair the very next day. Together when we both wear or boots and tuck our pant legs in the tops we look like outtakes from a Godzilla movie. You know the ones. The movie extras that are all fleeing Godzilla as he attacks their factory. They all wear matching  boots, white ones usually.<br />
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I'm not anti fashion or anything. I have girly shoes too. I also love to see people in beautiful footwear. There is nothing hotter than a well dressed man in gorgeous and stylish shoes. It is just that when I am home and I feel unguarded and relaxed those rubber boots suit me. They are a part of me too. Durable, inexpensive, practical, wash and wear shit kickers are just the thing for me in my happy place.</blockquote>

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			<title><![CDATA[Fool's Ride]]></title>
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			<pubDate>Sun, 27 May 2012 11:43:07 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>It was about an hour into a supposed 20 minute mountain bike ride that I began to wonder if this trail would ever end. Half the time I was off the...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">It was about an hour into a supposed 20 minute mountain bike ride that I began to wonder if this trail would ever end. Half the time I was off the bike pushing it uphill sweating and breathing hard. The other half of the time I was hurtling down the sides of cliffs white knuckling it with the bike rattling down rocky steps of the rutted and worn path.<br />
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I was grateful at least for that, the path was pretty clear, well not so clear that I was reaching the 1 and a half hour time mark on this 20 minute loop trail. I was actually passed by twice by the same cyclist at that point. I couldn't believe he lapped me and told him so.<br />
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He was a real mountain biker with the matching spandex outfit, camel back hydration unit on his back and special super shock absorber bicycle. He said he realized that I was way out of my league on that trail and came by to check up on me ( more like identify the body so he could tell the Ranger what mesa I fell off of.)<br />
His other companions asked if I needed anything and I said I was fine. They were genuinely concerned. They encouraged me and said I was halfway there. HALFWAY!?<br />
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No longer playfully stopping to take pictures of butterflies and flowers I began to panic. I had two sips of water left and I was in over my head. I'm sure the city bike and the yoga pants were a dead giveaway. I mustered and  continued my now grueling journey onward. Perhaps I should say upward.<br />
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While the valley plunges were exhilarating with bone rattling ferocity, the uphill climbs were  a hot messy drain.The authentic cyclists peddled upward along the twisting path like spandex clad gladiators leaving me in their superior dust. I barely managed to push the bike up a foot at a time, breathing heavy and sweating.<br />
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Sweating was good right?! I mean you aren't supposed to panic until you stop sweating. Jeez, I hope I don't have to end up in some gross survival situation where I have to drink my pee. It was at that deliriously exhausted moment that I secretly hoped a snake would bite me and kill me before I had to drink pee.<br />
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I was alone now, not even the faint trace of dust in the air from the other bikers to keep me company. I was peddling so slowly that the butterflies were mocking me by flying circles through the spokes and laughing. I guess I wasn't entirely alone if you count the butterflies...and the buzzards!? Are you kidding me! F#cking buzzards doing areal reconacence on me as I gasped my way along this grossly under marked biking trail.<br />
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I'm still moving you rude bastards! I yelled at the buzzards. OK, I'm not really moving but I am resting and breathing! I shook my fists at them and said REALLY?! I kept my sense of humor by thinking of all the survival stuff I could like drinking pee, eating bugs ( yeah, not so cocky now you little punk butterflies.)<br />
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About this time I was out of water and sure my hubby was getting scared. I was getting scared. I couldn't see the other cyclists and began to wonder if I had taken some weird path and would end up in another county. I was frustrated at myself for pushing onward when I should have gone back maybe. ( However, being at the halfway point I did want to see the rest of the trail.) Stupid, stupid. I could feel the almost hot tears stinging. My legs ached and the prospect of the survival pee drink was looming as a reality.<br />
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Before I could feel sorry for myself I heard a small child crying. Out here in the dessert with only my entourage of hopeful buzzards and my dusty yoga pants and my hurt ego I hear a child crying. I never thought that I would be relieved at this sound but I was. Where there is a child there is sure to be parents, a mini van and perhaps even some water!<br />
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God bless that little family. They shared their water and the little boy patted my bike in admiration. They were nearly run over by the super bikers before me. He had been crying because he wanted to say hi to me when he saw me on the other side of the canyon. ( I had take too long to get to them.) I admitted I wanted to cry too. They pointed me in the right direction and I was buoyed up by their kindness to trundle on.<br />
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Another 30 minutes of crawling uphill and careening down limestone death stretches of path to go. I picked my way through a twisted shady forest so cool and enchanted I almost forgot how scared I was. I knew I was getting closer to camp. My butt hurt, not from the spine shattering clatter of uneven ground beneath the bike but from my constant clenching whenever I came up to a hair pin curve with a gut sinking drop off cliff.<br />
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I felt lucky though. I fell only once and in the grass not the copious cactus. As I pitched over and landed in a sweaty heap I merely said to myself &quot; There you go.&quot; I wasn't sorry for myself just amused and tired. A borderline dehydrated out of body experience, I  felt like I was watching myself in a really cheap survival movie.<br />
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Nearly there and the trail got worse. Steeper, more gravel, sharper turns, random cactus that reached out to grab at your ankles, so evil. I know somebody wrecked 'cause I saw the scrape marks, the skid and the impact in the cactus. This I avoided myself by humbly getting off the bike and walking it along.<br />
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I was still in tact. People had been kind to me. The bike was in great shape. Lots of air in the tires. The day was fair and not too hot. I  captured several cool pictures on my phone from the adventure. I crested the highest peak and was hit by a glorious view and soughing breeze. Best of all I had phone reception! I fired off a few positive and comforting messages to my husband. He would surly get them when he drove up to the Rangers station to report me missing.<br />
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When we finally met back up his distress and concern was as palpable as  a sauna. He said very little and held me. We have a new rule in the family now. 10 minutes out and 10 minutes back. No matter where I am I must go back at that time. Poor man he married a fool. A lucky fool!</blockquote>

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			<title>Your Purpose In Life</title>
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			<pubDate>Fri, 04 May 2012 14:20:57 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>I am floating on my back in the warm sea of my meditation. The waters, salty, make me buoyant and drowsy as they gently lift me and lower me with the...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">I am floating on my back in the warm sea of my meditation. The waters, salty, make me buoyant and drowsy as they gently lift me and lower me with the rhythm of the Astral waves.<br />
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I have allowed the current to drift me closer to my Island. Eyes still closed against the warm sun I feel and hear the edge of the sea shushing against the sandy beach.<br />
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With a slow breath I slowly sit up in the softly swaying surf and let my arms ride limp at my sides yielding to the pulse of waves.<br />
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Blinking I rise up on my feet and leave the coolness of the water to sit in the pleasantly warm sand. The warmth creeps from my bottom up through my body. Contentment, wellness, happy as a cat in the square of sunshine in a window I smile.<br />
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As I gaze out at that perfect ocean of possibilities I run my hands through the sand feeling the silky grains and sifting them through my fingers. Warm on the surface and gradually cooler beneath suddenly I feel a dry leaf under my hand.<br />
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Looking down, it is a piece of old yellowed parchment rolled up. Full of curiosity I unrolled the parchment to read what ancient message has been written for me in the subconscious of my meditating mind. What lost note has the Universe penned for me to read.<br />
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In dark black calligraphy it said <i> &quot; Your purpose in life is to be loved by me.&quot;</i></blockquote>

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			<title>How to Survive the Apocalypse</title>
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			<pubDate>Tue, 01 May 2012 20:20:13 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[Let's pretend that Hollywood was right and the Apocalypse messed everything up and you are left to fend for yourself. Would you be able to thrive in...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">Let's pretend that Hollywood was right and the Apocalypse messed everything up and you are left to fend for yourself. Would you be able to thrive in the aftermath of Armageddon? I have several possible game plans for my survival and I share them with you.<br />
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1. Go Hillbilly. In this scenario I learn how to make a Still and produce Moonshine for fun and profit. I also have a great deal of guns and ammo to defend this asset. I figure on trading booze for whatever else I may want or need.<br />
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2. Go underground. I become a tunnel dweller to avoid any trace radiation on the surface. The tunnels provide protection from the raging weather up top. Of course I'll also need 5 years of supplies in these mythic tunnels and some form of power to grow my underground garden. It seems like a lot of work in preparation so that Still idea is looking better and better.<br />
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3. Stockpile Fudge Brownie mix. I believe brownies will become the currency of the future. Nuff said.<br />
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4.  Throw myself of the mercy of the Amish.<br />
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5. Join a Mad Max type hooligan gang and raid the surrounding survival shelters. Oh, what?! Like you wouldn't if you were starving and there was no law but survival of the fittest? Don't judge me...<br />
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6. Open a cannibal B-B-Q joint. The other, other white meat. Just kidding, I'd never admit to cooking a human, for all you know it tastes like chicken!<br />
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7. Join a cult, for the free snacks.<br />
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8. Start a cult, for the free labor.<br />
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9. Migrate to the radiation free zone and grow vegetables. Time consuming but eventually sustainable.<br />
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10. Thank the heavens that this will probably never ever happen. I love you all.</blockquote>

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			<title>Fishing , My new hobby</title>
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			<pubDate>Tue, 01 May 2012 20:14:30 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>Finally! Today after a year of talking about it, fantasizing about it and occasionally watching boring fishing shows on TV, I bought my very first...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">Finally! Today after a year of talking about it, fantasizing about it and occasionally watching boring fishing shows on TV, I bought my very first fishing rod and reel.<br />
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I have been fishing before, with other peoples gear and even accidentally caught a Bass by the fin as it was swimming by. I also had my own Hawaiian sling when I still lived in the islands. I got one for me and one for my son so I could teach him how to spear fish.<br />
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It was a Mom thing at the time, I wanted to make sure he could catch fish and feed himself in the future. Primal but true.<br />
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This time I was buying a Caucasian style fishing pole to fish for fun. For Fun! What a concept. fishing was for dinner, plain and simple where I grew up. Now as I looked about me for entertainment I decided I should learn to fish with a pole. ( Those lakes I go camping at are to muddy to see in anyways so the spear wouldn't work.)<br />
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What I really wanted was a pink Barbie pole and tackle set like they have around Christmas time. Alas, there was only Spiderman and Hubby in his wisdom steered me toward a rod/reel set up with tackle kit and instructions on the back.<br />
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Armed with my new found treasure I waited at the Walmart customer service desk to get a fishing license...Fast forward another 30 minutes trying to track down someone in the sporting goods department and I had my permission slip from the government of Oklahoma to kill fish for a year!<br />
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Now I am going to practice casting from the couch in the TV room and wait for the next camping trip.<br />
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Hubby asked me what I was going to do with the fish if I caught it? I said I was gonna eat it! Hell yes I'm going to eat it. I will probably catch and release anything too small to eat but I was raised running on the beach after crabs and fishing with a spear and net to have dinner and I just can't seem to give that up.</blockquote>

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			<title>I like</title>
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			<pubDate>Sun, 29 Apr 2012 01:51:55 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>Strange how most of my life I had no idea of what I liked. What I did know was stumbled upon purely by accident. I felt as if what I desired was not...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore"><span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS">Strange how most of my life I had no idea of what I liked. What I did know was stumbled upon purely by accident. I felt as if what I desired was not only a non value but sometimes even a sin. <br />
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Of course all that changed as I learned about how to attract money, Law of attraction and Mama Gena's book. I didn't know because no body ever asked me. When I was little having a strong preference was considered selfish and ungodly. How wrong they were. The power of God is manifested most fully in the idea of desire and evidenced by its fruition.<br />
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So in the last 5 years here is what I discovered about what I like.<br />
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I like really cheesy Kung Fu movies from the 70's. They are especially awesome if the vocal dubb overs are slightly off. They make me laugh, cry and cringe.<br />
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I love how a warm cup of Chai feels in my hands on a cold day. All cozy and nurturing.<br />
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I like hearing about good news and great lucky stories from my friends. Their joy automatically raises my spirits too.<br />
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I like gently petting baby animals. Furry ones the most. Any baby fuzzy creature is just adorable. I must stifle back the squeals.<br />
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I like to spoon.<br />
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I like being on the water in my kayak just floating and drifting along. That is absolute magic for me. I'l grin so much my cheeks hurt.<br />
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I like getting unexpected compliments. They always catch me off guard and leave me charmed and high for the rest of the day.</span></blockquote>

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			<title>Searching for the Power Spot</title>
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			<pubDate>Thu, 26 Apr 2012 03:08:07 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>I had a mission. Find that spot she had advised me. Find the area where no single Element pulls stronger than any other, where the power of all...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">I had a mission. Find that spot she had advised me. Find the area where no single Element pulls stronger than any other, where the power of all Elements is equal.<br />
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I had finally been able to get the Poodle to sleep in the camper, exhausted from walking. He had to pee a little on every little bush and tree we could find... Now I had some alone time. Now I could focus on that power spot.<br />
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I hopped on my mountain bike and headed up the hiking trail toward the spring. I loved that spring. It gushed out of a cave, a joyous water fall that was a constant 52 degrees year round.<br />
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Instead of looking for the spot near the mouth of the cave or even in the lake it emptied into, I would feel my way just beyond it where the water element would be less intense.<br />
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The favorite Wintering grounds of native Americans, this place should be ripe with power. I trundled over ruts, past horse manure in the trail and even dodged cactus trying to move where the Wind, Sun, Stone and Water would be in a perfect balance.<br />
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Abandoning the ride I walked the bike up the rocky ledge to a place halfway up to the limestone plateau. I was in the trees but caressed by winds that were warmed by the ancient sun. Limestone lay exposed in patches and shined challenges back up at the sky in white hot defiance. I could hear the rush of the spring behind me, almost feel the woosh of it under the ground.<br />
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It hummed. The whole area around me hummed like the the harmony the stars make on a quiet night. Softly though, not as strong as I had hoped for. The energy of the place was tainted by mining and suicide. I should have chosen better.<br />
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It was all right though. My choice to tap into the Earth there would set in motion the means to heal the place over time. Asking for sacred power in a place eventually makes it so.<br />
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I asked for the Elements to lend their power to boost mine. The humming rose in volume slightly for a moment and I felt contentment. I say for a moment but really it felt like the absence of time. A no time.  I was aware that time began again.<br />
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Smiling, balanced I picked my way back down the cliff weaving the bike over bad washes and rocky patches when suddenly a voice said take a rock home for your altar.<br />
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I hesitated between thoughts of &quot; geeze this isn't really politically correct and epiphany,&quot; I felt drawn to a chunk of dirty limestone. Placed the by a sea of a million years ago and sun baked for a million more it rode the rest of the bumpy dusty way back to the camper.<br />
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It sits now on the altar table and hums with far more power and energy than any of the other polished and pretty crystals that I have used for sacred ritual.</blockquote>

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			<title>builder of castles spells it all out</title>
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			<pubDate>Tue, 12 Oct 2010 18:50:20 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[---Quote (Originally by builderofcastles)--- 
Basically, she said, there is nothing 'new' in new age. 
 
I disagree with her view. 
 
First, many...]]></description>
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				<div class="message">Basically, she said, there is nothing 'new' in new age.<br />
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I disagree with her view.<br />
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First, many people are relabeling old religious patterns<br />
with the new name 'new age'.  And if this is what you<br />
think of as 'new age', then, she is right, there is nothing<br />
new in new age.<br />
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All religions are mind control agencies.  It goes like this,<br />
if I cannot be happy and fulfilled, then getting others to<br />
believe in my (self) limitations will make me feel better.<br />
Then we can all be trapped together. <br />
Furthermore, many people want someone to tell them<br />
what to believe.  Then they do not have to be responsible<br />
for what they create.<br />
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<br />
The new age is about taking responsibility (not control)<br />
for what you create.  Responsibility: the ability to respond<br />
(and if you like it, ask for more, and if you do not like it,<br />
change your focus to something else)<br />
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There is no mind control in new age, except in learning to<br />
control your own mind.  A true student of the new age<br />
cannot be mind controlled, because they know their mind<br />
and can sense when others are mucking around with it.<br />
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<br />
New age is the next step of spirituality.<br />
New age is not psychic abilities, although you will often<br />
learn much about your innate psychic abilities as you learn<br />
about yourself.<br />
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Enjoy<br />
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			<title>How you can tell</title>
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			<pubDate>Wed, 28 Jul 2010 18:12:07 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>Sometimes I think one of the Indigo personality traits should be the distinctive bump on the forehead from too much face palming and head banging...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">Sometimes I think one of the Indigo personality traits should be the distinctive bump on the forehead from too much face palming and head banging against the wall in frustration.<br />
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Unlike the Zenesque peaceful nature of the Crystal kids ,Indigos are so driven and so focused on bettering the world that it just doesn't seem to be happening fast enough.<br />
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I get it. I know it starts and ends with me. I have to change me. I am the world of possibilities that needs retooling and updating. Cool. I have been tapping to rid myself of food cravings I don't want. I have been positively co creating the crap out of my life and I am rolling in money, love and stimulating experiences. Yippeee!<br />
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I got to be honest with you here. I had an unrealistic expectation of an ever increasing ground swell of thousands upon thousands of Indigo folks evolving and transforming their lives. I imagined that by now anyone who had half tried to better themselves would be spiraling upwards in psychic gifts, powers and manifesting miraculous and fantastic goodness.<br />
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I thought that the example of my life would be inspiring to my friends and family. <b>NOT!!!</b> I fucken irritate the crap out of them. I'm annoying and grating to their eyes and ears. I have few friends left that can stomach my joyful expression of constant wonder and appreciation of the great things that are continuously happening in my life.<br />
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How can you tell if you are an Indigo?<br />
1. You will be piloting the ship of your life alone.<br />
2. There will be no sympathy for your success and no understanding of your insights.<br />
3. You will find yourself searching the faces of thousands of people before you find a single one that communicates in a true and deeply meaningful way with you.<br />
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The winner side of being an accomplished Indigo is that you will always have what you need when you need it. Animals and small children will adore you. Every once in a while the dazzling brilliance of what the future holds will be revealed to you.</blockquote>

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			<title>Living with Abraham for a year</title>
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			<pubDate>Sat, 10 Apr 2010 16:06:50 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>They say those who have the most resistance to change often get the biggest benefit from the process. I mean, any process like dieting, or in my case...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">They say those who have the most resistance to change often get the biggest benefit from the process. I mean, any process like dieting, or in my case spiritual dieting.<br />
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Abraham /Hicks teachings really drove me nuts when I was first introduced to them. I was very resistant. My homeostasis was strong...like Bull.<br />
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However, when your inner self hears a truth, when your soul recognizes true wisdom it falls in love with it. My soul fell in love with the idea of creating my dreams, being worthy, having everything I wanted and being the creator of it. Who wouldn't?! Who doesn't want to be able to open their wallet and have it always full of money? Who doesn't enjoy having a day dream about a lovely vacation and then have it appear like magic?<br />
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I had been trying to unlock the secret to financial abundance and control over my happiness since forever! Damn it if that weird sounding, channeling an entity, wing nut, white woman didn't have the answers right there.<br />
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So I swallowed my pride and listened. I not only listened, I got out and applied everything I learned immediately! A torrent of positive manifestations, dreams come true, romance, money, joy and happiness came at me like a herd of golden retriever puppies!<br />
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I had just unlocked the secret to happiness. I just won the astral lottery. The universe gave me a blank check book and paid off any check I wrote. I was high!<br />
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Then, human bastard that I am, I got bored. I wasn't ungrateful..I was full. I've never been full. I have never in my life had everything I wanted all at once. I tried to make a bigger list, but honestly I wasn't that into it. And then it happened.<br />
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I was gifted by the universe with difficulty, challenges and stuff to struggle with! I had to clean my emotional house of all decaying friendships and unhealthy attachments. I had to face my character flaws and core beliefs that were being a slow toxin in my life. I had to demand a higher bar of expectation of my romantic relationship too. It really was uncomfortable. It was also glorious. I had hit the next phase of expansion. I was evolving, limping and whining, but evolving.<br />
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Now when you evolve and improve you start to want different stuff. My new list was completely different from the first I had started. Sure I still wanted a great swimming pool and that new Sims III game but the tone of my desires had evolved in a beautiful way too!<br />
<br />
My personal list includes the happiness of others, more opportunities to co create with higher minded people, you know all that altruistic stuff. My energy, soul, purpose, vision had readjusted. The old hassles seemed so lame compared with what I was living now.<br />
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Perhaps the most incredible gift I have received over the last year living the Law of Attraction is the steely strong self confidence I now have. That my friends if truly full of Awesome.</blockquote>

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			<title><![CDATA[Indigo Dog's Open Letter To president Obama]]></title>
			<link>http://indigosociety.com/entry.php?1858-Indigo-Dog-s-Open-Letter-To-president-Obama</link>
			<pubDate>Thu, 08 Apr 2010 01:28:17 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>Dear Mr. President, 
 
Thank you for trying your best. Thanks for being a good Dad, husband and leader for America. I know that you have a difficult...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">Dear Mr. President,<br />
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Thank you for trying your best. Thanks for being a good Dad, husband and leader for America. I know that you have a difficult job and that it is frustrating to try and please everyone all the time. I know this because I am a Mom, same job different title.<br />
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As the supreme nurturer of the country you have done all you could to keep America healthy by making health care a reality for all. I feel your intention was to bring healing. That is a good thing. I support movement toward healing.<br />
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As protector you have sent warriors to every corner of the Earth where you felt there was a potential threat. Again, the intention was to try and right wrongs and quell evil. I appreciate the sentiment, but I wish to remind you, with much respect , that what you resist will persist. There is no harm in pulling back strategically. Sometimes peace is won by allowing breathing room and forgiveness.<br />
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As guardian I wait to see what you will do to encourage education. Perhaps your greatest gift to American history will be the attention you give to supporting educational systems that prepare our county's young for a beautiful future.<br />
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I never worry about the future of this leadership. There is nothing that has been done that cannot be fixed, tweaked and fine tuned to perfection. I don't fret over the economy. Capitalism is self healing, always has been. It will reinvent itself if we allow it to run it's creative course.<br />
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I'm glad you are doing your best. I pray for you and all government everyday. Thank you for your personal sacrifice on behalf of this nation. I'm so grateful that you made it a priority to show dignity and humility among all nations of the world.<br />
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May the vision and harmonious vibration of prosperity and peace be embraced by all who are in power at this amazing time in history.</blockquote>

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