<?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-5257166859991606000</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:59:13.550-08:00</updated><category term='Animal Communication'/><category term='Positive Thinking'/><category term='Energy Medicine'/><category term='Achieving goals'/><category term='Lessons I am Learning'/><category term='Spiritual Warfare'/><category term='prayer'/><title type='text'>A mother's Journey of Faith, Hope and LOVE</title><subtitle type='html'>What I have learned as a mother of three children-two very challenging. As a praying mother and positive thinker. As a housewife for 23 years branching off to a career. As a seeker of holistic health- and how our emotions affect our physical health.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5257166859991606000/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Carolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18056655484308927660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ero9jFUJhEg/SVkqSAogGCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/YYLOZw40mcE/S220/Doga_4%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5257166859991606000.post-916508830164818926</id><published>2009-01-17T13:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T13:36:59.783-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Achieving goals'/><title type='text'>What's Your Driver? (Part I)</title><content type='html'>Most of us know what a &lt;em&gt;driver&lt;/em&gt; is when talking about computers. But how many of us know that we as &lt;em&gt;human beings also have drivers?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A driver for a computer makes your program run (the printer driver).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your&lt;/strong&gt; driver causes you to do things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically there are three drivers (modalities).&lt;br /&gt;                        Visual&lt;br /&gt;                        Auditory (hearing)&lt;br /&gt;                        Kinesthetic (feeling)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is based on NLP, or neuro-linguistic programming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are two sub-modalities of tasting and smelling. Each of us has a pattern of modalities.&lt;br /&gt;Mine, as I figured out is:&lt;br /&gt;                                         Visual&lt;br /&gt;                                         Kinesthetic&lt;br /&gt;                                         Auditory&lt;br /&gt;It explains why when I meet someone for the first time I might have a hard time remembering their name.  Unless there is something unusual about the person. &lt;em&gt;Firstly&lt;/em&gt;, I am&lt;strong&gt; looking&lt;/strong&gt; at them. &lt;em&gt;Secondly&lt;/em&gt;, I am&lt;strong&gt; feeling&lt;/strong&gt; their energy. &lt;em&gt;Thirdly,&lt;/em&gt; I &lt;strong&gt;hear&lt;/strong&gt; their name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let's go to an example of how my modality pattern &lt;em&gt;was causing a behavior I didn't want.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each week at the grocery store, as I was rounding the last corner before checking out, I would see in front of me the bakery cookies.&lt;br /&gt;These were the sugar cookies with the bright colored sugar on them. Bright pink and bright blue.&lt;br /&gt;Sure enough, each week I would buy a pink sugar cookie.&lt;br /&gt;Once I understood my driver (modalilty), I understood why I went right for the cookie. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because I am visual and it attracted me!! &lt;/strong&gt;Each week when I walked up the last aisle, they were right in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;So how did I stop myself from being attracted to the cookies?&lt;br /&gt;I walked &lt;em&gt;down the last aisle&lt;/em&gt; instead of &lt;em&gt;up&lt;/em&gt;-so I wasn't looking at the cookies!! It worked!!&lt;br /&gt;That is just one example.&lt;br /&gt;Before anything else, you must figure out your own modality pattern.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5257166859991606000-916508830164818926?l=divamomis50.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/feeds/916508830164818926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/2009/01/whats-your-driver-part-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5257166859991606000/posts/default/916508830164818926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5257166859991606000/posts/default/916508830164818926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/2009/01/whats-your-driver-part-i.html' title='What&apos;s Your Driver? (Part I)'/><author><name>Carolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18056655484308927660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ero9jFUJhEg/SVkqSAogGCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/YYLOZw40mcE/S220/Doga_4%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5257166859991606000.post-8808093439092305242</id><published>2009-01-13T11:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T12:20:51.707-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Energy Medicine'/><title type='text'>Pain-Physical or Emotional Cause?</title><content type='html'>Do you suffer from a chronic ache or pain? Have you ever broken a bone in your body?&lt;br /&gt;What you probably didn't realize is that your &lt;em&gt;body speaks&lt;/em&gt; to you and lets you know how you can stay and be well.&lt;br /&gt;Say that again???&lt;br /&gt;The right side of your body is associated with the physical body.&lt;br /&gt;The left side is associated with the emotional body.&lt;br /&gt;If you are having problems with your &lt;strong&gt;left &lt;/strong&gt;arm, I would challenge you to seek &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;the &lt;/span&gt;underlying &lt;em&gt;emotional&lt;/em&gt; issue that you have not dealt with.&lt;br /&gt;If it was your &lt;strong&gt;right&lt;/strong&gt; arm, you are not taking care of yourself &lt;em&gt;physically.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It could be &lt;em&gt;any body part or organ&lt;/em&gt;, the first thing you need to identify is which side it is on, or which side is worse.&lt;br /&gt;{In a future post we will look at the exact location/organ for more advanced insight into your health issues}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A healthy body should be balanced as far as your right side and your left side.&lt;br /&gt;Your animal is the same way.  That was how I first learned to understand this side of energy medicine.&lt;br /&gt;Let's say you have a left side ache. Lay down in a quiet place and ask yourself:&lt;br /&gt;"Is there anything that I am upset about?"&lt;br /&gt;Take the first thing that pops into your head. If it doesn't all make sense, try to understand what you can, and work thru it from there.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes just&lt;strong&gt; acknowledging&lt;/strong&gt; what is bothering you is &lt;em&gt;enough&lt;/em&gt;-you don't need to solve the whole issue. Your spirit wants to know that you listen to it, and will help yourself stay healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it is a right side ache, something &lt;em&gt;physical&lt;/em&gt; is going on-either an illness not diagnosed, or perhaps you are just running yourself down.&lt;br /&gt;This was played out in my own life several weeks ago.  It was Thursday, the day I teach spin, and I felt a little drained physically when I got up in the morning.  I had taught an animal communication workshop the night before and I figured that might have been the cause.&lt;br /&gt;During our stretches after the class, I noticed that the &lt;strong&gt;right side of my body was tighter&lt;/strong&gt; than the left. So I was correct in my intuition-my body was feeling a little tired.&lt;br /&gt;So I took it a little easier the rest of the day.&lt;br /&gt;I have many more examples of people and animals, that confirm what I am explaining to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will you listen to your body today?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5257166859991606000-8808093439092305242?l=divamomis50.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/feeds/8808093439092305242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/2009/01/pain-physical-or-emotional-cause.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5257166859991606000/posts/default/8808093439092305242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5257166859991606000/posts/default/8808093439092305242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/2009/01/pain-physical-or-emotional-cause.html' title='Pain-Physical or Emotional Cause?'/><author><name>Carolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18056655484308927660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ero9jFUJhEg/SVkqSAogGCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/YYLOZw40mcE/S220/Doga_4%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5257166859991606000.post-5786310125150021340</id><published>2009-01-11T10:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T11:30:11.621-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cindy Anthony-A Mother's Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ero9jFUJhEg/SWpA9Nrf0oI/AAAAAAAAACY/FE94gv78FFU/s1600-h/my+photos+12-08+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290112132688368258" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ero9jFUJhEg/SWpA9Nrf0oI/AAAAAAAAACY/FE94gv78FFU/s200/my+photos+12-08+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I have said to my husband many times, that I would be a great &lt;em&gt;juror for the defendant.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How could I help but be with the situations my own children have been in?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also believe "there but for the grace of God go I". When we watch t.v. and start to judge others, we must step back and understand that as humans we are all prey to evil (demon-see previous post) thoughts and actions. &lt;em&gt;Satan is the Prince of the Air&lt;/em&gt;, God has given him reign until the end of the world.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have been in our new neighborhood for almost three years. When we lived on "S' st., we were the outcasts in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cul&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt;-sac. This happened over a period of years as my kids terrorized &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the other children and wrecked havoc in the town.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One Halloween when Rich was 14, he and a friend threw some opened beer cans into the street. Just so happened two of the neighborhood kids were walking there with their parents at the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sure enough he and his friend were arrested, and charged with &lt;em&gt;attempted assault and battery&lt;/em&gt; with a dangerous weapon. Rich couldn't get away with a crime if he tried!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One father  who lived right next door, wrote a letter to the police. It said in part the we allowed Rich to run wild and we were responsible for his behaviour. That he had been acting out for years (true!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My heart ached when I read that. If he only knew how hard we had tried, and some of the challenges we had faced. But he didn't care about any of that. &lt;strong&gt;He judged us as he saw fit.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before that we had been fairly friendly with him and his wife.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have learned to have more compassion, and Bill has learned compassion over the years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't stand to watch Nancy Grace for more than a few minutes, because I feel so sorry for the Anthony family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cindy and George have lost a granddaughter, and will most likely lose their daughter to jail or worse.Their lives will never be the same. I send up prayers for them when I see the news.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I even feel sadness for Casey. Whatever she did can't be undone. But in that space is room for remorse and change .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is she remorseful? I don't know and it is not for me to question. That is an area for grace-God's grace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did Cindy and George hide anything from the police, even if only after the fact?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I would! That is an honest assessment. Any parent that says otherwise, isn't being honest, and has probably never had dealings with the police and their children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So let's not call Casey "A monster", and make comments about her family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God gave of freedom of choice, and Satan is roaming the earth with his minions trying to influence our thoughts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;None of us always make the right choice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; It's just that the mistakes we make are not so &lt;em&gt;permanent as the death of a child.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5257166859991606000-5786310125150021340?l=divamomis50.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/feeds/5786310125150021340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/2009/01/cindy-anthony-mothers-heart.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5257166859991606000/posts/default/5786310125150021340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5257166859991606000/posts/default/5786310125150021340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/2009/01/cindy-anthony-mothers-heart.html' title='Cindy Anthony-A Mother&apos;s Heart'/><author><name>Carolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18056655484308927660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ero9jFUJhEg/SVkqSAogGCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/YYLOZw40mcE/S220/Doga_4%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ero9jFUJhEg/SWpA9Nrf0oI/AAAAAAAAACY/FE94gv78FFU/s72-c/my+photos+12-08+061.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5257166859991606000.post-4489161926141917444</id><published>2009-01-09T14:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T15:13:03.075-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><title type='text'>The Blood of a Blessed Grandmother</title><content type='html'>My mother is a very special person. Anyone that knows her thinks the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;She is humble, kind, always thinks the best of people and trusts in God.&lt;br /&gt;She exhibits Faith, Hope, and Love.  &lt;em&gt;Love she does the best!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{For myself-I have the faith and hope down, its the Love I need to work on!}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew my mother's father. She had always led us to believe that he died young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As adults, she told us the real story.  My mother's older sister was born at of wedlock (by the same man)three years before mum.  After my grandmother delivered my mother, she wanted to "sell her" to someone in the town (in Nova &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Scotia&lt;/span&gt;), as her boyfriend's family wouldn't let him marry her.  My great-grandmother wouldn't allow it and raised my mother until she was 14.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that time  she went to live with my grandmother who was now married and living in the states.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When mum told us this, there was no enmity towards her mother. We always visited my grandmother when she was alive and nothing my mother ever said or did would have prepared me for this revelation.&lt;br /&gt;That is an example of her loving heart.&lt;br /&gt;Just last month she told me something else- &lt;em&gt;just in passing&lt;/em&gt; that led me to know she is a has on her life &lt;strong&gt;"a special blessing".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years ago when I was 5 , the 7 yr old daughter of a good friend died.My mother mentioned that we had been visiting with this friend for a few days when the friend turned to my mother and said"You're kids are so bad".&lt;br /&gt;She said it more than once and my mother ended up crying.&lt;br /&gt;A few days after that the phone rang.&lt;br /&gt;"Janies dead, and God is punishing me for what I said to you", came the anquished cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my mum first told me this,(again she mentioned this just in conversation) I said oh no, God would never do that.&lt;br /&gt;Then I thought more about it and have changed my mind. Janie wasn't sick- she got a "flu" and collapsed on the way to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;Since doing the animal communication I have become confident of my skills of "knowing", and I know that my mother is blessed and I do believe that God showed his wrath.&lt;br /&gt;If you look in the Bible you will see that their were certain people that had the heart of God.  David was one of those people. Also, the father passed down a blessing and he didn't always pass in to the oldest child (the spirit of God led the patriach to &lt;em&gt;which&lt;/em&gt; child it would go to).&lt;br /&gt;What does this mean to me?&lt;br /&gt;Now when I petition God for spiritual help with my oldest two sons (see previous posts), I remind him of the blood in my veins and in the blood of my children-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;They have the blood of a blessed grandmother in their veins!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be persisent in your prayers-your faith and petitions please the Lord-even when you cannot see anything happenning!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5257166859991606000-4489161926141917444?l=divamomis50.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/feeds/4489161926141917444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/2009/01/blood-of-blessed-grandmother.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5257166859991606000/posts/default/4489161926141917444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5257166859991606000/posts/default/4489161926141917444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/2009/01/blood-of-blessed-grandmother.html' title='The Blood of a Blessed Grandmother'/><author><name>Carolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18056655484308927660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ero9jFUJhEg/SVkqSAogGCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/YYLOZw40mcE/S220/Doga_4%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5257166859991606000.post-9173574204827550230</id><published>2009-01-07T13:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T13:59:31.564-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Energy Medicine'/><title type='text'>Ejecting Noxious Friends</title><content type='html'>Do you have some friends that have been in your life &lt;em&gt;forever&lt;/em&gt;? Have you come to realize that perhaps some of them &lt;em&gt;drag you down&lt;/em&gt; when you are with them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a friend I will call Lynn that I had known from my work days, before I met my husband.&lt;br /&gt;She was always a bit neurotic. But heck what is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;small&lt;/span&gt; amount of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nuerosis&lt;/span&gt; with a long time friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;We&lt;/span&gt; happened to go to the same gym and I would see her at least several days a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day I walked into the gym and she couldn't wait to talk to me-&lt;br /&gt;"Did you hear what happened to Joan's husband"? Joan also was a gym member.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, I didn't"&lt;br /&gt;"It's been all over the newspapers, about him &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;embezzeling&lt;/span&gt; money from his company. The Feds have been watching him for several years".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what it is like to have your loved ones in the paper. My children have been in there enough times. The times when I knew that their names would be in there, I didn't read the paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I asked her if he really did it", she whispered to me.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't believe she said that to Joan! It was at &lt;em&gt;that moment&lt;/em&gt; I knew I didn't want this person in my life anymore.&lt;br /&gt;As it had happened, Lynn and her husband had bought a place in NH and were going there quite frequently, so we already hadn't been getting together with them as much.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't call or e-mail her, and she didn't reach out to me.&lt;br /&gt;That kind of relationship is not good for any of us. Did I miss her?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;But I know that in order to raise my own vibration levels for health , prosperity and happiness, &lt;strong&gt;anyone that is negative and mean has got to go!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R&lt;/strong&gt;ecently I changed gyms, and the day I was at the front desk canceling my membership, who came in but Lynn! We chatted briefly, and as she walked away she said:&lt;br /&gt;"E-mail me sometime and we'll get together".&lt;br /&gt;I thought about it-but I didn't contact her and I'm glad. I know that my energy will be better off for it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5257166859991606000-9173574204827550230?l=divamomis50.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/feeds/9173574204827550230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/2009/01/ejecting-noxious-friends.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5257166859991606000/posts/default/9173574204827550230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5257166859991606000/posts/default/9173574204827550230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/2009/01/ejecting-noxious-friends.html' title='Ejecting Noxious Friends'/><author><name>Carolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18056655484308927660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ero9jFUJhEg/SVkqSAogGCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/YYLOZw40mcE/S220/Doga_4%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5257166859991606000.post-7918343438189695339</id><published>2009-01-04T12:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T13:07:56.749-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animal Communication'/><title type='text'>Animal Communication-closed thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ero9jFUJhEg/SWEhh9CfzAI/AAAAAAAAACQ/4QL4i8ukkk8/s1600-h/bordercollie_p001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287544304714107906" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ero9jFUJhEg/SWEhh9CfzAI/AAAAAAAAACQ/4QL4i8ukkk8/s200/bordercollie_p001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many times when I meet someone for the first time and explain to them that I am an animal communicator their response is the same-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"So, does that mean you can read my mind?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No, I cannot &lt;em&gt;read your mind&lt;/em&gt;! I also cannot &lt;em&gt;read&lt;/em&gt; an animal's mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During the communication process, the information that I get from the animal is what he/she &lt;strong&gt;wants to give me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is why before I do a communication for someone, or before a workshop, I will always have the animal's guardian verbally give their animal  permission to speak with me openly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your animal, just like your child/spouse, is part of your family and will tend to be guarded about his/her family life.  However, if given permission, they know that it is o.k. with their guardian to speak to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many times over the years, I have been doing a workshop and seen this happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once a woman that bred border collies was in my workshop. One of her collies was very talkative to the person he was communcating with.  One of the other ones, was very quiet and didn't give much info. at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Did you tell your dogs that someone would be communicating with them?", I asked her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Yes, we were in the car going to a show and I told them then.  Oh, thats right. Sadie wasn't in the car that day".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The same is true of people and animals, I will pick up their energy. But if they want their thoughts closed off from me, I won't know what they are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So don't worry if you meet me&lt;strong&gt;-I won't know your secrets!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5257166859991606000-7918343438189695339?l=divamomis50.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/feeds/7918343438189695339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/2009/01/animal-communication-closed-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5257166859991606000/posts/default/7918343438189695339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5257166859991606000.post-2772826484983569725</id><published>2009-01-04T11:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T11:06:04.878-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Practical Disciple: Quick New Year Resolution Suggestion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://thepracticaldisciple.blogspot.com/2009/01/quick-new-year-resolution-suggestion.html#links"&gt;The Practical Disciple: Quick New Year Resolution Suggestion&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I committed to praying for one year for a couple we knew whose adult son had committed suicide.&lt;br /&gt;I prayed Isaiah 40:33 for them and I let them know the scripture I was praying.&lt;br /&gt;It is a wonderful way to uphold one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.divamomis50.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.divamomis50.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/2009/01/practical-disciple-quick-new-year.html' title='The Practical Disciple: Quick New Year Resolution Suggestion'/><author><name>Carolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18056655484308927660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ero9jFUJhEg/SVkqSAogGCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/YYLOZw40mcE/S220/Doga_4%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5257166859991606000.post-3149182959850603399</id><published>2009-01-04T09:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T09:40:12.698-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LIFESTYLE AND RELATIONSHIP: Relationship Rules : Tips on how to build a healthy love life with your spouse#links</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://life-21stcentury.blogspot.com/2009/01/relationship-rules-tips-on-how-to-build.html#links"&gt;LIFESTYLE AND RELATIONSHIP: Relationship Rules : Tips on how to build a healthy love life with your spouse#links&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the wonderful column.More couples should take that to heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.divamomis50.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.divamomis50.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5257166859991606000-3149182959850603399?l=divamomis50.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://life-21stcentury.blogspot.com/2009/01/relationship-rules-tips-on-how-to-build.html#links' title='LIFESTYLE AND RELATIONSHIP: Relationship Rules : Tips on how to build a healthy love life with your spouse#links'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/feeds/3149182959850603399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/2009/01/lifestyle-and-relationship-relationship.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5257166859991606000/posts/default/3149182959850603399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5257166859991606000/posts/default/3149182959850603399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/2009/01/lifestyle-and-relationship-relationship.html' title='LIFESTYLE AND RELATIONSHIP: Relationship Rules : Tips on how to build a healthy love life with your spouse#links'/><author><name>Carolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18056655484308927660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ero9jFUJhEg/SVkqSAogGCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/YYLOZw40mcE/S220/Doga_4%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5257166859991606000.post-367763743727716643</id><published>2009-01-03T09:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T09:36:44.516-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><title type='text'>Gratitude in Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ero9jFUJhEg/SV-dQnwhOCI/AAAAAAAAACI/o-0p06FbSsc/s1600-h/desktop2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287117396432205858" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ero9jFUJhEg/SV-dQnwhOCI/AAAAAAAAACI/o-0p06FbSsc/s200/desktop2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; How do you begin your prayers each day? Do you start with what you &lt;em&gt;need &lt;/em&gt;from God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's face it, for most of us, time is precious and we want to make sure that the Lord knows what we need help with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me challenge you to begin each prayer session with thankfulness and gratitude for what God has done.&lt;br /&gt;All three of my children were born &lt;em&gt;prematurely and healthy&lt;/em&gt;, and even though the oldest is now 23 I still thank Him each day for their healthy births.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must know how it feels when you do something nice for your loved ones and they don't even notice, or say "thank-you".  Instead, they complain about something you didn't do right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've read "The Secret", this is talked about as the gratitude principle. The universe keeps giving us more of what we put our energy into. If we gripe and complain, more of the stuff to gripe and complain about comes our way.  If we are thankful, more of things to be thankful about comes our way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than anything else,&lt;strong&gt; God desires a relationship with us.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He knows our needs, althought He still wants us to petition and pray fervently for those needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I even feel that God is testing me to see if I will give-up praying for something because I haven't seen results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each prayer session for me begins with thanking God for the things in my life that He needs to be thanked for, and some of those things I thank Him everyday for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I have been praying for my middle son to be more social toward Bill and me. He doesn't always talk a lot.  About a month ago I mentioned to Bill that I thought Brian was opening up more to me-although he probably only said two words! I began to thank-God for the change in his attitude, even though it was &lt;em&gt;so slight.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier this week, he was talking up a storm to me! He talked to me more in two days, than in two years!!&lt;br /&gt;It is important to thank God for what there is to be thankful for, and pray for what needs praying for.  I don't care what your situation, there must be &lt;strong&gt;something&lt;/strong&gt; you can be thankful for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;External praise and thankfulness=internal worship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can you be thankful for today?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5257166859991606000-367763743727716643?l=divamomis50.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/feeds/367763743727716643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/2009/01/gratitude-in-prayer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5257166859991606000/posts/default/367763743727716643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5257166859991606000/posts/default/367763743727716643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/2009/01/gratitude-in-prayer.html' title='Gratitude in Prayer'/><author><name>Carolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18056655484308927660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ero9jFUJhEg/SVkqSAogGCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/YYLOZw40mcE/S220/Doga_4%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ero9jFUJhEg/SV-dQnwhOCI/AAAAAAAAACI/o-0p06FbSsc/s72-c/desktop2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5257166859991606000.post-6339519452623688087</id><published>2009-01-01T10:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T11:06:47.419-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Achieving goals'/><title type='text'>Rewrite The Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ero9jFUJhEg/SV0P21nGCSI/AAAAAAAAACA/eO_1aSKspuY/s1600-h/my+photos+12-08+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286398972381235490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ero9jFUJhEg/SV0P21nGCSI/AAAAAAAAACA/eO_1aSKspuY/s200/my+photos+12-08+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So many times we start the new year with such high hopes of what we want to accomplish in the coming year. How much weight to lose, things we want to see and do before years end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the year is gone before we know it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What happened to all of our wonderfully thought- out goals?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What happened was somewhere along the way, we lost the belief that we could do what we set out to do, and deep in our sub-conscious we sabataged ourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is one reason why it is so important to set &lt;em&gt;some goals that we know we can achieve,&lt;/em&gt; and some goals we &lt;em&gt;must strive for with more effort.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each time you finish a goal, your brain files that away with the &lt;em&gt;belief &lt;/em&gt;that the next goal you think about you can achieve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having a hard time getting started with this? Join the club!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the ideas that I learned about in "The Secret" was called "rewriting the day".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the end of the day, when you lay down for bed, think about what happened that day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Were there some things that didn't go the way you had wanted? &lt;em&gt;If so, go back over that in your&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;mind and "rewrite" the outcome of that for what you had wanted to happen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do this every night and you will train your sub-conscious into &lt;strong&gt;knowing that you can &lt;em&gt;achieve&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; your goals, because the brain only knows what you tell it-it does not know reality from fiction!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your brain operates like a film producer-so script the movie and outcomes you desire!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5257166859991606000-6339519452623688087?l=divamomis50.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/feeds/6339519452623688087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/2009/01/rewrite-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5257166859991606000/posts/default/6339519452623688087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5257166859991606000/posts/default/6339519452623688087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/2009/01/rewrite-day.html' title='Rewrite The Day'/><author><name>Carolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18056655484308927660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ero9jFUJhEg/SVkqSAogGCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/YYLOZw40mcE/S220/Doga_4%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ero9jFUJhEg/SV0P21nGCSI/AAAAAAAAACA/eO_1aSKspuY/s72-c/my+photos+12-08+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5257166859991606000.post-3715529887267257563</id><published>2008-12-31T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T19:24:07.771-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Books and Writing: End of the Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://sherrylclark.blogspot.com/2008/12/end-of-year.html#links"&gt;Books and Writing: End of the Year&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So true-no goals are any good, unless you get started on them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.divamomis50.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.divamomis50.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5257166859991606000-3715529887267257563?l=divamomis50.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://sherrylclark.blogspot.com/2008/12/end-of-year.html#links' title='Books and Writing: End of the Year'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/feeds/3715529887267257563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/2008/12/books-and-writing-end-of-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5257166859991606000/posts/default/3715529887267257563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://sanskritquotes.blogspot.com/2008/12/believe-in-your-dreams-and-yourself.html#links"&gt;Positive Attitude Quotes, Motivational Sayings: Believe in Your Dreams and Yourself!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each goal achieved-helps the next along!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.divamomis50.blgospot.com/"&gt;www.divamomis50.blgospot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5257166859991606000-4970030671054250536?l=divamomis50.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://sanskritquotes.blogspot.com/2008/12/believe-in-your-dreams-and-yourself.html#links' title='Positive Attitude Quotes, Motivational Sayings: Believe in Your Dreams and Yourself!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/feeds/4970030671054250536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/2008/12/positive-attitude-quotes-motivational.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5257166859991606000/posts/default/4970030671054250536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5257166859991606000/posts/default/4970030671054250536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/2008/12/positive-attitude-quotes-motivational.html' title='Positive Attitude Quotes, Motivational Sayings: Believe in Your Dreams and Yourself!'/><author><name>Carolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18056655484308927660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ero9jFUJhEg/SVkqSAogGCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/YYLOZw40mcE/S220/Doga_4%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5257166859991606000.post-4920812236077710178</id><published>2008-12-30T15:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T11:01:49.267-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Positive Thinking'/><title type='text'>YOU-Wonderful you</title><content type='html'>If you are currently making the round of job interviews, I bet you have come up with some fairly positive words to describe yourself and your work habits on your resume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you were asked to stand in front of a group and talk about yourself &lt;em&gt;what&lt;/em&gt; would you say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last January I put together an application to speak at the annual Equine Affaire in W. Springfield, Ma.  This is a four day event and has thousands of attendees from all over New England.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the seminar presenters have a book and/or DVD's which they are also selling at their booth space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I don't have my book quite published &lt;em&gt;yet&lt;/em&gt;, I decided I needed to sound as good as possible on my application write-up.&lt;br /&gt;They ended up hiring me for all three of the subjects I applied for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I did not realize was that when I went to give each of my three seminar presentations at the event, the very words that &lt;strong&gt;I wrote&lt;/strong&gt; were read to the group by the moderator as I took the stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had no idea that they would do that!!&lt;br /&gt;Part of what I had written was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I am an energetic, enthusiastic, and a charismatic speaker!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the event I began to mull over what others would say about themselves to a group. I have also since used this in positive thinking workshops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you associate yourself with the &lt;strong&gt;adjectives that you want to portray?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or do you put yourself down for the things that you haven't yet done and want to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I have learned is that you must associate your sense of self with what you want to be-even if you're not quite there yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your thoughts have power- use it to your advantage!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5257166859991606000-4920812236077710178?l=divamomis50.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/feeds/4920812236077710178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/2008/12/you-wonderful-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5257166859991606000/posts/default/4920812236077710178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5257166859991606000/posts/default/4920812236077710178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/2008/12/you-wonderful-you.html' title='YOU-Wonderful you'/><author><name>Carolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18056655484308927660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ero9jFUJhEg/SVkqSAogGCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/YYLOZw40mcE/S220/Doga_4%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5257166859991606000.post-9112425922307696836</id><published>2008-12-29T12:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T12:37:53.795-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In My (Not So) Humble Opinion: Happy Birthday Jesus !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://martinbrozovich.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-birthday-jesus.html#links"&gt;In My (Not So) Humble Opinion: Happy Birthday Jesus !&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May we always give glory to God in all things and praise Him no matter what our circumstances!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.divamomis50.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.divamomis50.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5257166859991606000-9112425922307696836?l=divamomis50.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://martinbrozovich.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-birthday-jesus.html#links' title='In My (Not So) Humble Opinion: Happy Birthday Jesus !'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/feeds/9112425922307696836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/2008/12/in-my-not-so-humble-opinion-happy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5257166859991606000/posts/default/9112425922307696836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5257166859991606000/posts/default/9112425922307696836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/2008/12/in-my-not-so-humble-opinion-happy.html' title='In My (Not So) Humble Opinion: Happy Birthday Jesus !'/><author><name>Carolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18056655484308927660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ero9jFUJhEg/SVkqSAogGCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/YYLOZw40mcE/S220/Doga_4%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5257166859991606000.post-555421597725972229</id><published>2008-12-29T11:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T11:02:51.109-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Warfare'/><title type='text'>Angels and Demons III (?)</title><content type='html'>You see, just going into someone's space didn't cause any kind of energetic reaction in me. However, as soon as I evoked "the name and the blood of Jesus", I felt the demon. I am not sure to be truthful, whether I was feeling angel or demon energy. I have to rely on the Holy Spirit's guidance, and I am getting stronger at &lt;em&gt;sensing and knowing&lt;/em&gt; what I am feeling.&lt;br /&gt;I also began to quote certain scripture verses in their rooms. One day, even though I know the verse by heart, I decided to pick up Rich's bible (yes, he does have one!). I sensed that "something" didn't want me to pick up that bible! I know that would never come from God-so I picked up the Bible and read from it. Sure enough, I got goosebumps as I felt demon energy move around me.&lt;br /&gt;I have learned that as a believer in Jesus Christ, I have the power of "the name and the blood"to drive out demons. I know from Bob Larson(&lt;a href="http://www.boblarson.org/"&gt;www.boblarson.org&lt;/a&gt;)  that the person with the demon must want to be delivered, and right now my children don't want any help thank-you!&lt;br /&gt;As I thought about this last year (when I started this offensive praying), I decided that since it IS MY HOUSE, that my prayers certainly couldn't hurt.  &lt;strong&gt;And boy was I right!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God has blessed me and my family!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray in their rooms almost every time I go upstairs. Quick prayers most times.&lt;br /&gt;The verses I use most often-Jer. 29:11, 1Joh. 4:4, Phil. 1:6. When we quote God's word back to Him over our children, help comes to us.&lt;br /&gt;The problem with us humans is that we want everything yesterday. We can't &lt;strong&gt;see&lt;/strong&gt; the battle in "&lt;em&gt;the heavenlies" &lt;/em&gt;so we think that nothing is happening and we give up. Satan wants us to give up!!  Just when you feel like giving up-pray even more earnestly, you are getting close to a break thru.&lt;br /&gt;Praise God for his help-even if you don't see anything happening-YET!&lt;br /&gt;Have all my childrens' problems been solved? No, not yet. But I have seen amazing things happen (look for future post about Tom and the Navy).&lt;br /&gt;One day, about a month ago, Rich started to get very aggressive with Bill. It was payday and since he works for his dad he was agruing about the number of hours he put in.  He has been violent in the past. He started screaming and got right into Bill's face.&lt;br /&gt;I was afraid and thought I might have to call the police, as I have done before.&lt;br /&gt;What I did instead was spiritual warfare!&lt;br /&gt;Right out loud I commanded Satan, in the name and the blood of Jesus to get away from him with that spirit of violence and aggression. I raised my right hand in the air, as I do sometimes when praising God.&lt;br /&gt;Rich looked at me strangly, backed down and went upstairs!&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had understood this kind of praying years ago. My family needed it so badly.&lt;br /&gt;Books I recommend:&lt;br /&gt;"Take it By Force", Judy Jacobs&lt;br /&gt;"Pigs in the Parlor", Ida Mae Hammond&lt;br /&gt;"Demons and Deliverance", Ida Mae and Frank Hammond&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5257166859991606000-555421597725972229?l=divamomis50.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/feeds/555421597725972229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/2008/12/angels-and-demons-iii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5257166859991606000/posts/default/555421597725972229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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family&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5257166859991606000-2617767749332927486?l=divamomis50.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://positive4cure.blogspot.com/2008/12/peace-and-love.html' title='The Power of: YOU: Peace and Love'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/feeds/2617767749332927486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/2008/12/power-of-you-peace-and-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5257166859991606000/posts/default/2617767749332927486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5257166859991606000/posts/default/2617767749332927486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/2008/12/power-of-you-peace-and-love.html' title='The Power of: YOU: Peace and Love'/><author><name>Carolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18056655484308927660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ero9jFUJhEg/SVkqSAogGCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/YYLOZw40mcE/S220/Doga_4%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5257166859991606000.post-7789227445862041848</id><published>2008-12-28T08:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T08:46:39.159-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Journey Begins Here: Be in constant prayer, please!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://theresakrier.blogspot.com/2008/12/be-in-constant-prayer-please.html"&gt;The Journey Begins Here: Be in constant prayer, please!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5257166859991606000-7789227445862041848?l=divamomis50.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://theresakrier.blogspot.com/2008/12/be-in-constant-prayer-please.html' title='The Journey Begins Here: Be in constant prayer, please!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/feeds/7789227445862041848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/2008/12/journey-begins-here-be-in-constant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5257166859991606000/posts/default/7789227445862041848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5257166859991606000/posts/default/7789227445862041848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/2008/12/journey-begins-here-be-in-constant.html' title='The Journey Begins Here: Be in constant prayer, please!'/><author><name>Carolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18056655484308927660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ero9jFUJhEg/SVkqSAogGCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/YYLOZw40mcE/S220/Doga_4%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5257166859991606000.post-2384846223532675258</id><published>2008-12-27T11:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T11:02:51.110-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Warfare'/><title type='text'>Angels and Demons (?)-Part II</title><content type='html'>In Sep. of 2007, I met an older woman named Norma. Norma has lived in several other parts of the country, and most recently the mid-west.  At the time we met, I was reading a book about demons and spiritual warfare (a list of recommended books will follow at the end of this series of posts).  As she and I talked one day we began to talk about demons, and deliverance (another word for exorcism).  As it turned out, Norma had been through deliverance in a group setting years ago, when she lived in Ohio.  As she explained to me, she could sense that she felt different when she left the deliverance weekend. She had even been suicidal twice, before experiencing demon relief.&lt;br /&gt;We become fast friends, and I know God put her in my life to give me more understanding and common ground to discuss what I was learning. In the northeast where I live, you don't hear as much about demons, deliverance and spiritual warfare as you do in other areas of the country.  That made her friendship all the more important to me.&lt;br /&gt;Once I began to understand demons-what they are and what they do, my next question was-&lt;br /&gt;"Are demons causing some (if not all) of the problems that my children are experiencing?"&lt;br /&gt;During the past few years, since I have been doing animal communications, I have become sensitive to energy moving around me (see previous post).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now I was beginning to wonder if I would be able to feel the demon presence in my boys' rooms.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked into Rich's room and felt nothing. Brian and Tom's room, same thing.&lt;br /&gt;Then, I used the spiritual warfare wording that I read in my book while I was standing in Richard's room.&lt;br /&gt;All the hair on my body &lt;strong&gt;stood&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;on&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;end&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5257166859991606000-2384846223532675258?l=divamomis50.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/feeds/2384846223532675258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/2008/12/angels-and-demons-part-ii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5257166859991606000/posts/default/2384846223532675258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5257166859991606000/posts/default/2384846223532675258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/2008/12/angels-and-demons-part-ii.html' title='Angels and Demons (?)-Part II'/><author><name>Carolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18056655484308927660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ero9jFUJhEg/SVkqSAogGCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/YYLOZw40mcE/S220/Doga_4%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5257166859991606000.post-6653655351275070181</id><published>2008-12-26T13:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T11:02:51.110-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Warfare'/><title type='text'>Angels and Demons (?)-Part 1</title><content type='html'>If you were to poll one hundred people and ask them if they believe in angels, 95% would most likely say that they did. But if you took those same people and asked if they believed in demons&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure what the response would be.&lt;br /&gt;Purely from a scientific angle, "every action has an equal and opposite reaction". Demons would be those opposite of angels and therefore must exist.&lt;br /&gt;The Bible is very clear, and demons are mentioned numerous times.   Or did the demons mentioned in the Bible disappear in the time between when the Bible was written and now?&lt;br /&gt;Eph. 2:2 calls Satan "the Prince of the air", "whose spirit is at work in those who are disobiedient".&lt;br /&gt;Demons are the minions of Satan, just as angels are the helpers of God.&lt;br /&gt;If you do &lt;strong&gt;NOT &lt;/strong&gt;believe that they exist, how can you be on your guard against them?&lt;br /&gt;This is Satan's greatest weapon! Unless we &lt;em&gt;know&lt;/em&gt; that he exists and &lt;em&gt;how &lt;/em&gt;he operates, how can we&lt;em&gt; guard&lt;/em&gt; ourselves against him?&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Bob Larson is a modern day exorcist. Check  out his website &lt;a href="http://www.boblarson.org/"&gt;www.boblarson.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just before halloween he did some exorcisms  for the Sci Fi  channel, which I watched.&lt;br /&gt;I would say without a doubt, it would be hard to fake the things that I say in those four exorcisms.&lt;br /&gt;In the years leading up to the capture of the BTK killer Dennis Rader, he wrote a taunting letter and mailed it to the police.  Part of what he wrote was "I have a monster inside of me". I know that he did(does)have a monster inside of him. Voices in his head telling him what to do-those are DEMONS.&lt;br /&gt;How do you know what thoughts are of God and what are from demon influence?&lt;br /&gt;An easy way to tell is this-&lt;br /&gt;Is it a loving, positive thought?&lt;br /&gt;Or is it something that will hurt another person?&lt;br /&gt;Galations 5:22-23, gives us the guidelines for the "fruit of the spirit".&lt;br /&gt;"But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control." (NIV)&lt;br /&gt;God is a god of love, light and forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;Satan is full of hate, darkness and revenge.&lt;br /&gt;Balance your thoughts with this barometer to see where they are coming from.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5257166859991606000-6653655351275070181?l=divamomis50.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/feeds/6653655351275070181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/2008/12/angels-and-demons-part-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5257166859991606000/posts/default/6653655351275070181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5257166859991606000/posts/default/6653655351275070181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/2008/12/angels-and-demons-part-1.html' title='Angels and Demons (?)-Part 1'/><author><name>Carolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18056655484308927660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ero9jFUJhEg/SVkqSAogGCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/YYLOZw40mcE/S220/Doga_4%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5257166859991606000.post-4278877760116907459</id><published>2008-12-25T09:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T11:03:54.641-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lessons I am Learning'/><title type='text'>Love, Without Conditions</title><content type='html'>When we think about what it means to love someone, we usually think happy, positive thoughts. But love in its purist form is not that way.  The love that the Bible speaks about, is love even when someone doesn't treat you kindly  in return. Love, even when you are despised and hated. The love that God has for us now, and the love Jesus had for those that crucified him.&lt;br /&gt;Years ago, in the midst of some difficult years with the boys, I can remember thinking to myself "I hate these kids!".  Truth be told, I meant it at the time. &lt;br /&gt;Over the past several years, as I have learned more about&lt;em&gt; positive&lt;/em&gt; thinking and my walk with God has grown closer, that statement has changed to "Thank-you God for bringing me three healthy children".&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes things are happening in our lives that are not pleasant. But we need to find some good and &lt;strong&gt;be thankful for that.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need to thank and praise God for the things He has done, and wait upon Him to change what needs changing.&lt;br /&gt;We need to Love our children, even when their behaviors and attitudes need changing.&lt;br /&gt;A year ago Mother's Day, not one of the children gave me a card. A friend asked me "Aren't you upset?"&lt;br /&gt;"No", I replied, "life is about more than a card".&lt;br /&gt;And it is about more than a card. It is about my attitude in the situation. I can't change the circumstances, but I can change how I deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;I had a lot of anger towards Rich over the years, for some of the things he  has done to me and this family. Last year came a &lt;em&gt;turning&lt;/em&gt; point for me of letting go of the anger and beginning to love him, in spite of his behaviour.  As yet, he hasn't changed the negative things he is doing. However, I can honestly say that now my eyes look upon him with love and hope for what could be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The rest is in God's hands.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5257166859991606000-4278877760116907459?l=divamomis50.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/feeds/4278877760116907459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/2008/12/love-without-conditions.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5257166859991606000/posts/default/4278877760116907459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5257166859991606000/posts/default/4278877760116907459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/2008/12/love-without-conditions.html' title='Love, Without Conditions'/><author><name>Carolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18056655484308927660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ero9jFUJhEg/SVkqSAogGCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/YYLOZw40mcE/S220/Doga_4%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5257166859991606000.post-2992531546442461143</id><published>2008-12-24T04:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T05:17:07.462-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dread the Doorbell</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;There was a time when we lived on Strawberry Lane, and the boys were younger, that we cringed when the doorbell rang.  The doorbell would ring, Bill and I would look at each other and say "Who is it now?".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Let's face it, you become conditioned to feeling a certain way  when so many incidents occurred and the complainee would come to the door to speak to us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;The doorbell would chime and my stomach- 3rd chakra, solar plexus, would tighten as I steeled myself up for the next crisis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Whether it was a neighbor complaining about one of the boys, the police about one of the boys, a neighbor about the dog, the police about the dog, the cable man about the boys, the garbage truck driver about the boys, the painter (who was painting OUR house) about the boys, or the work crew repairing OUR deck about the dog and the boys, it involved someone coming the door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Since we have been at our new home, &lt;em&gt;everything &lt;/em&gt;has been better (future post about &lt;strong&gt;that&lt;/strong&gt;). We have been here two and a half years.   All the previous conditioning about the doorbell  had eased until yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;"Who was that at the door?", I asked Bill as he returned to the family room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;"That was the  local pizza delivery man with two checks that Rich wrote for food for $70 that were returned".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;The checks were from an account that he &lt;em&gt;knew&lt;/em&gt; had nothing left in it, because I advanced him some money and the bank sent me a notice-I was out a couple hundred bucks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;To top it all off, he signed (the checks didn't have his name on them) the checks "Larry Tate"! Yeah, and I'm Samantha Stevens!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I didn't even know he watched Bewitched!!@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Well, now what? We have bailed that kid out so many times, and still he hasn't learned enough to retain  what he has learned for future actions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;We decided we will NOT pay the pizza store, if  they take action against him he will have to figure it out on his own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;When Bill confronted him about the checks, he denied he did any such thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;How can you &lt;em&gt;help &lt;/em&gt;someone who is in denial?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;You &lt;strong&gt;Love your child&lt;/strong&gt; so much, but God gave each of us &lt;em&gt;free will&lt;/em&gt;.  Free will means just that-freedom to make choices, right or wrong. By the same token, those choices have consequences, and by accepting your freedom you accept those also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I love him and will always love him, but that doesn't mean I love the things that he does sometimes.  &lt;strong&gt;The Godly thing is to truly feel love for someone even when they do &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wrong&lt;/strong&gt;. Just as God loves each of us when we continue to do wrong-and we &lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt; do in some way or another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Love is the greatest of these...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5257166859991606000-2992531546442461143?l=divamomis50.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/feeds/2992531546442461143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/2008/12/dread-doorbell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5257166859991606000/posts/default/2992531546442461143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5257166859991606000/posts/default/2992531546442461143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/2008/12/dread-doorbell.html' title='Dread the Doorbell'/><author><name>Carolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18056655484308927660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ero9jFUJhEg/SVkqSAogGCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/YYLOZw40mcE/S220/Doga_4%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5257166859991606000.post-3189289774802384819</id><published>2008-12-22T16:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T16:31:44.947-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And Baby Makes 20!</title><content type='html'>This morning on the "Today Show" was the Duggar family They just had child number 18! They &lt;em&gt;seem&lt;/em&gt; so happy and joyful.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;I have three and I sure as heck can't even fathom having more than that.&lt;br /&gt;I will admit that my children are not your average kids and never were. One of  Richard was equal to five normal children. Even my mother, who, anyone that knows her describes as a saint, I think believes that. Although, because of her nature very rarely says anything negative.&lt;br /&gt; But she did tell me when he was three to "Be sure you send him to nursery school".&lt;br /&gt;She would know, as she helped me out a lot when they were younger.  Without her, I don't know how I would have managed. Certainly  she helped us both stay sane.&lt;br /&gt;Let's face it-how many kids do you know that throw eggs at their neighbor's car(while in the driveway), or throw empty pickle and condiment jars in the street in front of our house until a mound of glass is there? &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to the family of 20. I couldn't help but wonder as I watched the segment, if the mother and father were really &lt;em&gt;happy&lt;/em&gt;.  Or was some of this for show? &lt;br /&gt;I noticed that the father was holding up a book they had written (surprise!). Then the film crew showed how organized they were and even that Mrs. Duggar home schools the children.&lt;br /&gt;Back in the days of Jesus, the mortality rate for children under five was 40%, so  you can understand their need to have many children.  But nowadays?&lt;br /&gt;Never mind what  having that many children does to the female body. I know what three did to mine!&lt;br /&gt;Then Mrs. Duggar went on to say she had a C-sec. My last was a section. The nurse who took care of me had one also, and I will never forget she described it as feeling like"you got hit by a train". Very accurate.&lt;br /&gt;Still Mrs. Duggar had not spoken and I was curious to assess if her words matched what her husband was saying. &lt;strong&gt;As someone who studies energy medicine, I know that the body doesn't lie. If we ignore it, it will make us sick&lt;/strong&gt; until we can't ignore it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Then she spoke! Her voice was hoarse and I knew that she wasn't as happy as her husband made them both sound.&lt;br /&gt;How did I know this? Because the voice/throat is part of the 5th chakra, center of self-expression, communication, and self-will. That hoarseness in her voice, told me that this area of her body in not &lt;strong&gt;healthy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is YOUR  5th chakra healthy?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5257166859991606000-3189289774802384819?l=divamomis50.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/feeds/3189289774802384819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/2008/12/and-baby-makes-20.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5257166859991606000/posts/default/3189289774802384819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5257166859991606000/posts/default/3189289774802384819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/2008/12/and-baby-makes-20.html' title='And Baby Makes 20!'/><author><name>Carolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18056655484308927660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ero9jFUJhEg/SVkqSAogGCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/YYLOZw40mcE/S220/Doga_4%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5257166859991606000.post-2994310401222772750</id><published>2008-12-21T09:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T09:55:21.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Job 4:15</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;As an animal communicator and teacher, I am always sensitive to how I &lt;strong&gt;feel &lt;/strong&gt;energy. When I first started to learn animal communication, I began to be aware that I felt a tingling sensation moving up and down from my feet to the floor. Everytime I asked other communcators if they felt the same thing, the answer was always "no".  Then one day, in one of the books I read on the subject, the author said that she felt this same sensation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;Since that time, I have become even more sensitive to energy coming from animals and people.  In one of the workshops I taught I got the sense that someone was there that didn't want to come that night.  I voiced this to the group (always try to get verification), and no one said anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;Then a woman piped up "I almost didn't feel like coming tonight".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;I was surprised! I thought that that thought was coming from an&lt;em&gt; animal.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;I had a revelation during that class. That when I feel energy/thoughts, whether from people or animal they come in the&lt;em&gt; same&lt;/em&gt; way to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;Several years ago, I took my mother and sister to the Wayside Inn for lunch. It was my mother's birthday and she always loved this restaurant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;"Let's check out some of the other rooms", I suggested when we were done eating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;We walked down a narrow hallway and were just about to step down into a large room , with a kettle over a fire and a long narrow table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;Just at that point, all the hair on my body stood on end. I knew that I had encountered a ghost!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;During lunch we had read that "The Wayside Inn" is on the national haunted houses register.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;Suddenly I had an epihany! Those times when we get goosebumps (and we are NOT cold), we are encountering another's energy field. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;After that experience, I discovered this Bible verse "A spirit glided past my face, and the hair on my body stood on end" Job 4:15  (NIV)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;Now when I get goosebumps I evaluate several things.  Is it from the space I am in?,or is it something I said?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;Is it angel or demon? -More on this in later posts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;Thoughts and feelings-people and animals, tend to come with a tingling sensation. Almost like a static electricty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;Other entities, come as goosebumps. As my energy field moves against a foreign one, it knows that the energy it is encountering is different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;What energy have you been sensing lately?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5257166859991606000-2994310401222772750?l=divamomis50.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/feeds/2994310401222772750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/2008/12/job-415.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5257166859991606000/posts/default/2994310401222772750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5257166859991606000/posts/default/2994310401222772750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/2008/12/job-415.html' title='Job 4:15'/><author><name>Carolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18056655484308927660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ero9jFUJhEg/SVkqSAogGCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/YYLOZw40mcE/S220/Doga_4%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5257166859991606000.post-5876669567236773693</id><published>2008-12-19T16:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T16:28:19.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The gift I didn't ask for</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Last night we saw Kenny Rogers Christmas Show at Mohegan Sun. I"m not sure he ever really had a &lt;em&gt;good&lt;/em&gt; singing voice, but I thought back to how many times I wished I could sing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a child growing up in NJ, my sister Judy and I would play outside for hours. Sometimes (I have no idea why)I would scream at the top of my lungs. I guess just to see how loud I could be.&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you I have a powerful set of lungs. Hello God? My lung capacity would be perfect to go with a singing voice.&lt;br /&gt;When I hear certain music, my soul and spirit merge and my eyes fill with tears of joy! Like Josh Groban singing "O Holy Night" or when I I hear "Amazing Grace".&lt;br /&gt;I would so love to convey those feelings with song.&lt;br /&gt;But I wasn't given that gift.  You see the gifts each of us have, are something God &lt;em&gt;gives&lt;/em&gt; to us. It isn't always what we want or ask for.&lt;br /&gt;God didn't give me the gift of carrying a melody, but he gave me the gift of speaking. Speaking to groups of people. Speaking with passion, enthusiasm, and energy. Speaking to motivate others with hope and encouragement. Including the biblical principles I believe in and follow.&lt;br /&gt;Does everyone have a gift?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I believe we do. Sometimes it is not easy to know what it is-it might be hidden under "lack of motivation", a sense of "worthlessness", or "lack of confidence". These are cloaks we wear that many times go back to our childhood and we take them on without even realizing with is happening.  Out gifts get hidden under these "layers" that we must unwrap.&lt;br /&gt;How do I know my gift?&lt;br /&gt;Whatever your gift is makes you feel happy and light. When you are doing it, time flies by without you even realizing it.  You want to do it all the time, even if it pays you nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Your gift causes your &lt;strong&gt;energy to rise.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isn't it time to unwrap your &lt;em&gt;gift?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5257166859991606000-5876669567236773693?l=divamomis50.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/feeds/5876669567236773693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/2008/12/gift-i-didnt-ask-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5257166859991606000/posts/default/5876669567236773693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5257166859991606000/posts/default/5876669567236773693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/2008/12/gift-i-didnt-ask-for.html' title='The gift I didn&apos;t ask for'/><author><name>Carolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18056655484308927660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ero9jFUJhEg/SVkqSAogGCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/YYLOZw40mcE/S220/Doga_4%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5257166859991606000.post-5290291604441696077</id><published>2008-12-18T04:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T05:20:41.857-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never met a spa I didn't like!</title><content type='html'>My husband and I are on our way down to Mohegan Sun Casino  for an overnight. I have to say that I was never excited about going to any casino before I was introduced to &lt;em&gt;the spa.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see Bill likes to play blackjack and shoot craps, I on the other hand have a hard time putting a quarter into a slot machine. About twelve years ago, while on vacation in St. Maartin I won $75 in a slot machine and immediately proceeded to cash out!&lt;br /&gt;The very first time Bill and I went overnight to Foxwoods Casino, I spent several boring hours in the Keno parlor, while he spent hours at the tables. Not sure how many times I will be able to do this, is what I was thinking.&lt;br /&gt;We were meeting another couple for dinner, at least that will get me out of the Keno parlor.&lt;br /&gt;"Maureen your hair looks lovely", I commented as we met the C's for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;"I have been at &lt;em&gt;the spa &lt;/em&gt;all afternoon, having my hair and nails done".&lt;br /&gt;That was all it took to get my attention. "Where is &lt;em&gt;the spa&lt;/em&gt; ?"&lt;br /&gt;I have been hooked eversince. Several of the staff at Foxwood Spa know me I have been there so much. I have tried almost all treatments on the menu. (I am nothing if not curious!)&lt;br /&gt;Bill says to me now, it would cost him less to have me out on the floor gambling.&lt;br /&gt;Only one treatment that I can honestly say I would never have again "the cocoon wrap" .&lt;br /&gt;I was at Canyon Ranch in Lenox in Dec 2002 and decided to try it.&lt;br /&gt;It sounds so wonderful, but for someone who tends towards low blood pressure-not a good idea!&lt;br /&gt;A tub is filled half full with water. Then my body was lathered with a detox mud combo, wrapped in foil  and a blanket ,over, but not in the tub.&lt;br /&gt;"Helen, I am getting too hot", I called to the spa attentdant, who came over and partially unwrapped me.&lt;br /&gt;"I will be right outside the shower door, if you need me", she let me know as she helped me in.&lt;br /&gt;Well I needed her alright!&lt;br /&gt;"Helen, I think I am getting faint!" I weakly called out, as I sat down on the shower bench. I have fainted before, and I know the  feeling.  The first time was in 9th grade gym class when I got hit in the finger with a basketball. Luckily for my head, the gym teacher caught me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more coccoons for me!&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;em&gt;the spa&lt;/em&gt; I will never give up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5257166859991606000-5290291604441696077?l=divamomis50.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/feeds/5290291604441696077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/2008/12/never-met-spa-i-didnt-like.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5257166859991606000/posts/default/5290291604441696077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5257166859991606000/posts/default/5290291604441696077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/2008/12/never-met-spa-i-didnt-like.html' title='Never met a spa I didn&apos;t like!'/><author><name>Carolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18056655484308927660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ero9jFUJhEg/SVkqSAogGCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/YYLOZw40mcE/S220/Doga_4%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5257166859991606000.post-2014406102849029129</id><published>2008-12-17T06:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T06:54:11.721-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Closet Space</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;My husband and I have separate closets.  Aside from the obvious space benefits, there is another thing I have really enjoyed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I use a certain shelf to arrange items that have meaning to me and that increase my energy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Several years ago my best friend gave me a beautiful Christmas tree ornament. It is pink and orange with sparkles all over it. It is shaped like a heart and has a fushia bow as a hanger. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Not only was it lovely to look at, but I also noticed that when I looked at it it gave me a happy feeling (energy rising-more posts on that to come), a sense of renewal. Some days I need that more than others! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;So I decided that I wanted it to look at it everyday, instead it only at Christmas time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;That was my first "closet space" item. To that I have added a photo of my sponsered child from World Vision. Her name is Resty. I always remember to pray for those that I SEE everyday, but Resty is far away and I have never met her, so I need to keep her image nearby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Then my mother gave me a silver angel pin several years ago for a gift.  (She knows how much help this family needs!) I don't like to wear pins, but the angel was so nice and it reminds me of angels watching over us, that it went to the closet.  Each one of us has an angel assigned to us-see Acts 12:15).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Also, a gift bag and box from the jeweler whom I buy from. She has done several custom designs for me over the years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Lastly. a blue mosiac 8x8 piece of a white horse. To me it looks like the horse of Alexander The Great.  He was so attached to his horse, that the horse was buried with him. The blue tiles the color of the 5th chakra,  and the white horse, the color of the 7th chakra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;These closet items help &lt;strong&gt;boost&lt;/strong&gt; me when I need it. Some days &lt;em&gt;more&lt;/em&gt; than others!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5257166859991606000-2014406102849029129?l=divamomis50.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/feeds/2014406102849029129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/2008/12/closet-space.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5257166859991606000/posts/default/2014406102849029129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5257166859991606000/posts/default/2014406102849029129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/2008/12/closet-space.html' title='Closet Space'/><author><name>Carolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18056655484308927660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ero9jFUJhEg/SVkqSAogGCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/YYLOZw40mcE/S220/Doga_4%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5257166859991606000.post-3998108380877405130</id><published>2008-12-16T15:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T15:39:31.242-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you WANT to be well?</title><content type='html'>My older sister Nancy is six years older than me and has bi-polar disorder.  I was nine when she first got sick.  I remember her doing odd things, like wanting to feed ice cream to the cat, and while baby sitting for neighbors, thinking they returned to the house and were spying on her.&lt;br /&gt; She lives only about thirty min. away ,but I don't see her a lot.  Sometimes, I really miss her-not who she is now, but who she used to be. When I would use her make-up (without asking), when she got her first car and she let me "test it" out on a side road.&lt;br /&gt; The time her and I went to Lincoln Park, when it was an amusement park, with a couple of friends.  As we left the park I mentioned to her that some poor soul got sick on Tilt-a-Wheel and spilled their purse contents on the ground. I saw the workers cleaning it up. "That was me" she said. We laughed so hard.&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully she gets housing assistance and my mother still goes over once a week to visit and help her out.  These past few years she has been so tired. She can't even seem to do a load of laundry.&lt;br /&gt;I suspect that she is still using the pain pills she got when she had breast cancer about four years ago. My mother and I have tried to help her get to the bottom of her lethargy.  But she doesn't seem to want to get well.&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I have been doing animal communication, my telepathic skills have increased and with that came a lightening bolt of understanding into her psyche.  One day I was looking at a picture of her and my mother together and I&lt;em&gt; knew &lt;/em&gt;that she didn't want to get well. She liked being the way she was.  Whether because" the devil you know is better than the devil you don't" or not, I can 't say.&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me to my post of yesterday. Does Rich want to change?  Right now, I don't believe so. He is my son and I love him , but God gave us all free will.&lt;br /&gt;So I will keep praying knowing that I have the blood of a Godly mother and great-grandmother (whom I never met) in my veins.  I will love Nancy and Rich as they are-just as God loves me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5257166859991606000-3998108380877405130?l=divamomis50.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/feeds/3998108380877405130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/2008/12/do-you-want-to-be-well.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5257166859991606000/posts/default/3998108380877405130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5257166859991606000/posts/default/3998108380877405130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/2008/12/do-you-want-to-be-well.html' title='Do you WANT to be well?'/><author><name>Carolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18056655484308927660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ero9jFUJhEg/SVkqSAogGCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/YYLOZw40mcE/S220/Doga_4%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5257166859991606000.post-5156603385739281908</id><published>2008-12-15T12:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T13:10:56.159-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Put that on my mother's credit card"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ero9jFUJhEg/SUbCgPeeZRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3RxMHHeSw2U/s1600-h/navy+for+moms+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280121472304440594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ero9jFUJhEg/SUbCgPeeZRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3RxMHHeSw2U/s320/navy+for+moms+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hello and welcome to my  new blog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I have heard it said that "your passion is your purpose", and if that is true, I will be a GREAT blogger!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;My passion, is helping others with what I have learned (and in some cases am still learning!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I am a mother of three sons-23, 21, and 20.  The two older ones have been "challenging" to say the least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I am an animal communicator (my website &lt;a href="http://www.mykindredspirits.com/"&gt;www.mykindredspirits.com&lt;/a&gt;),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;speaker, teacher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I believe in the power of positive thinking with the help of God and scripture. I believe that whatever circumstances we are given in life, is the "assignment" that God has handed us.  It matters not what we are given, but what will we do with it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Today I started out excited and happy. That ended when my oldest son (home for lunch), went to the door for &lt;em&gt;another &lt;/em&gt;pizza delivery. Just the other night my husband and I were commenting that two area delivery services had been coming by almost daily for the past week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The only time that has happened previously, has been when Rich has stolen my credit card number.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;As I rushed to the door to ask the delivery guy if it was cash-Rich pushed me away and closed the door. He was out to his car when I yelled for him to come to the door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yes, he is up to his old tricks-it is my Visa number!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;My husband and I hide our purse/wallet at the house. He must have found my latest spot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I have decided to press charges when the bill comes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Rich denies everything!  We have lived like this for so long, it almost seems &lt;strong&gt;normal.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is my story!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Carolyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&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/5257166859991606000-5156603385739281908?l=divamomis50.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/feeds/5156603385739281908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/2008/12/put-that-on-my-mothers-credit-card.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5257166859991606000/posts/default/5156603385739281908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5257166859991606000/posts/default/5156603385739281908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divamomis50.blogspot.com/2008/12/put-that-on-my-mothers-credit-card.html' title='&quot;Put that on my mother&apos;s credit card&quot;'/><author><name>Carolyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18056655484308927660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ero9jFUJhEg/SVkqSAogGCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/YYLOZw40mcE/S220/Doga_4%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ero9jFUJhEg/SUbCgPeeZRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3RxMHHeSw2U/s72-c/navy+for+moms+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
