<?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-8416184368611111802</id><updated>2012-01-12T18:59:06.289-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Soul Knows</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesoulknows.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416184368611111802/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesoulknows.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Soul Knows</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03033359725493594680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gg7UFmmZwZQ/TuYoh3Oq2HI/AAAAAAAAAFg/hUhAQWPy6Ys/s220/372480_1487528781_278660623_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416184368611111802.post-1930182782333779424</id><published>2011-12-05T18:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T08:36:21.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Unbroken Wishbone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kbtNRodyDyw/TuYte5D6soI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/0zI9BdfmGjM/s1600/images-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kbtNRodyDyw/TuYte5D6soI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/0zI9BdfmGjM/s200/images-3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685281588338406018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard a very heartwarming story this week that gives me great hope that we are finally moving away from the competitive - dog eat dog style mentality - to a more genuine, inclusive way of thinking and being in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here goes the tale.  A wonderful woman I know was in her kitchen the day after Thanksgiving, putting away holiday dishes and the silverware she only uses for special occasions.  As she was in the last stages of tidying up she came across the turkey's wishbone that traditionally was celebrated and wished upon straight away. Smack between their family feast and dessert.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did that get overlooked? She found herself deeply questioning what she should do with the wishbone.  Should she save it for next year?  Break it herself?  Wait until this evenings dinner to partake in the tradition - a day late?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In her uncertainty she called out to her teenage son (the only one home at the time) and asked him if he wanted to break the wishbone with her.  His answer was very quick and most surprisingly thoughtful - the REAL answer this mother was needing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her son retorted that he did not wish to partake in any ceremony or celebration that left someone empty handed or shorted in any way. "We're creating a new world Mom - you just forgot." He then added with sincerity - "thanks for asking anyway."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the spirit of love, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonder-full holiday season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rhonda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS  Thought you might want to check out this great foundation that MAKES wishes come true. &lt;br /&gt;www.wish.org&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving and Receiving in Balance.  ;-) Get involved in something this year.  Your community needs you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8416184368611111802-1930182782333779424?l=thesoulknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesoulknows.blogspot.com/feeds/1930182782333779424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416184368611111802&amp;postID=1930182782333779424' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416184368611111802/posts/default/1930182782333779424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416184368611111802/posts/default/1930182782333779424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesoulknows.blogspot.com/2011/12/unbroken-wishbone.html' title='The Unbroken Wishbone'/><author><name>The Soul Knows</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03033359725493594680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gg7UFmmZwZQ/TuYoh3Oq2HI/AAAAAAAAAFg/hUhAQWPy6Ys/s220/372480_1487528781_278660623_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kbtNRodyDyw/TuYte5D6soI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/0zI9BdfmGjM/s72-c/images-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416184368611111802.post-6551619780908856673</id><published>2011-11-26T14:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T15:16:08.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Move It</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cNYTdzSbdoI/TtFzKDSPTZI/AAAAAAAAAFU/RAK6sbWO0Ms/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 130px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cNYTdzSbdoI/TtFzKDSPTZI/AAAAAAAAAFU/RAK6sbWO0Ms/s200/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679447221608598930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you just love learning something new?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finding that sweet spot or breaking through and having a huge insight can invigorate us and always makes me feel more alive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I sometimes feel undecided and am looking for an answer or wanting to really understand and master something. Most often the true resolution or path is right in front of me. However, quite often I don't see it as the answer.  My mind and emotions move this way and that way and finally when I give up the struggle, I see it - the plain and simple solution. It was here with me all along, patiently waiting my acknowledgement and recognition.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is, we're not ready until we're ready. That's one of the most glorious parts about being individuated humans and spiritual beings.  Our experiences are our experiences alone and truth can only come to us - alone.  We are the ones that get to process our lives as we see fit.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;My belief is our truth is always with us, only a breathe and nod away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you find the grace of your new discoveries exposing your brilliance one after another.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love, &lt;br /&gt;Rhonda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. A tip for your next epiphany:  It does help to get out of your own "little" way.  The Universe knows how to deliver big!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8416184368611111802-6551619780908856673?l=thesoulknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesoulknows.blogspot.com/feeds/6551619780908856673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416184368611111802&amp;postID=6551619780908856673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416184368611111802/posts/default/6551619780908856673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416184368611111802/posts/default/6551619780908856673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesoulknows.blogspot.com/2011/11/move-it.html' title='Move It'/><author><name>The Soul Knows</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03033359725493594680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gg7UFmmZwZQ/TuYoh3Oq2HI/AAAAAAAAAFg/hUhAQWPy6Ys/s220/372480_1487528781_278660623_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cNYTdzSbdoI/TtFzKDSPTZI/AAAAAAAAAFU/RAK6sbWO0Ms/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416184368611111802.post-1425642727857405824</id><published>2011-11-21T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T09:46:52.544-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's The Boss Of You?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_82IBDEsiEs/TsqKdfDKvlI/AAAAAAAAAE8/ZKmLm9_Jv9g/s1600/iStock_000012834854Small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_82IBDEsiEs/TsqKdfDKvlI/AAAAAAAAAE8/ZKmLm9_Jv9g/s200/iStock_000012834854Small.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677502519409557074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting topic of conversation don't you think?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With mass media blaring in our face on any given day, everyday -  at the rate of non stop 24 hour cycles  -  with endless marketing pitches and pharmecutical drug disclosures - not to mention "Reality TV".  We the people, the public, humanity -  are being bombarded by other people's opinions and observations of what we should do, say and think as well as what we should not.  :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am especially intrigued by the so called "transparency" of  drug companies and their disclosures of all lethal and potent side effects of their drugs.  As their monologues move through a commercial framework,  we learn to tune out the dictation - which results in nothing else but pure apathy.  And as apathy enters the picture -  a sense of numbness sneaks in and  creates a state of reception for all the nonsense that we are privy to on a daily basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you creating your decisions and what are they being founded upon?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are our lives being crafted by others?  Have we even thought about that possiblity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say,  turn on your tuner and pay attention to the lines of conversation you are en-training with and BE SURE, MAKE SURE, it's something you want to ingest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And . . .&lt;br /&gt;If not - be aware that you, we all have a choice.  Be aware of YOUR choices, thoughts, ideas. Then pay attention - peak your awareness - focus in on your voice - and CLAIM IT!  This doesn't suggest that you be insensitive to others - it suggests that as we own the authority of our own life - we reflect silently - and sometimes vocally the ACTUALIZED ability for others to do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even in the environment of your friends, family and clients, are you/we taking on their perceptions way too much? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it's TIME TO CLEANSE your media- thought- idea palette and MAKE A DATE with yourself.  What do I think?  What is really important to me?  What are my values?  What am I learning in this process of discovering my rights?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;And the golden question, WHO REALLY IS THE BOSS OF ME?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With loving devotion, &lt;br /&gt;Rhonda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Validate your own individuality, just for you, it's one of your GREATEST GIFTS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8416184368611111802-1425642727857405824?l=thesoulknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesoulknows.blogspot.com/feeds/1425642727857405824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416184368611111802&amp;postID=1425642727857405824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416184368611111802/posts/default/1425642727857405824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416184368611111802/posts/default/1425642727857405824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesoulknows.blogspot.com/2011/11/whos-boss-of-you.html' title='Who&apos;s The Boss Of You?'/><author><name>The Soul Knows</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03033359725493594680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gg7UFmmZwZQ/TuYoh3Oq2HI/AAAAAAAAAFg/hUhAQWPy6Ys/s220/372480_1487528781_278660623_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_82IBDEsiEs/TsqKdfDKvlI/AAAAAAAAAE8/ZKmLm9_Jv9g/s72-c/iStock_000012834854Small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416184368611111802.post-8393600380390142832</id><published>2009-11-28T09:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T10:39:44.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Humble Fashion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T43rIzrP4PI/SxFseJdqdyI/AAAAAAAAAEU/SMgrCsH86Ec/s1600/images-1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 99px; height: 127px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T43rIzrP4PI/SxFseJdqdyI/AAAAAAAAAEU/SMgrCsH86Ec/s320/images-1.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409223892640888610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T43rIzrP4PI/SxFsTejenLI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qv7nA32Du-A/s1600/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 124px; height: 120px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T43rIzrP4PI/SxFsTejenLI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qv7nA32Du-A/s320/images.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409223709323861170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently went to see A Christmas Carol starring Jim Carrey with all of those new "razzle dazzle" special effects.  The simplicity of Dickens story is timeless,  however as this production started unfolding it's magic, I was stunned at the underwhelming emotional response I felt in the audience and even within myself.  The over stimulation created by the visual effects numbed the senses and most especially the heart connection to DEAR SCROOGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can imagine a child could even be somewhat terrified and very confused by the inconsistent images and messages delivered.  Not knowing what to feel - is a pretty uncomfortable space to be in - even for the most tenured senior citizen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really hoping to see a spectacular rendition, as I am always up for the latest and greatest technological advances. As I started digesting and contemplating my disappointment, it led me to another space and realization. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, yes, just perhaps - as I searched my memory banks, I was being reminded of the pure and original story Charles Dickens created.  Lost somewhere in all the literature I read in High School and through numerous renditions of my children's Middle School Plays.  GOOD WILL AND PEACE ON EARTH.  Suddenly my emotions were resuscitated and back in balance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple and Humble were Dickens's keys to LIVING LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So everyone, may you enjoy each and every moment of the holiday season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Happy Thanks-Giving and in the words of wise old Saint Nicholas . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ho Ho Ho and MARRY Christmas!  (Seems like a great companion to me.) :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allow yourself to be Blessed,&lt;br /&gt;Rhonda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8416184368611111802-8393600380390142832?l=thesoulknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesoulknows.blogspot.com/feeds/8393600380390142832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416184368611111802&amp;postID=8393600380390142832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416184368611111802/posts/default/8393600380390142832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416184368611111802/posts/default/8393600380390142832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesoulknows.blogspot.com/2009/11/in-humble-fashion.html' title='In Humble Fashion'/><author><name>The Soul Knows</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03033359725493594680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gg7UFmmZwZQ/TuYoh3Oq2HI/AAAAAAAAAFg/hUhAQWPy6Ys/s220/372480_1487528781_278660623_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T43rIzrP4PI/SxFseJdqdyI/AAAAAAAAAEU/SMgrCsH86Ec/s72-c/images-1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416184368611111802.post-7503369235669945803</id><published>2009-08-21T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T20:06:50.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to School Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T43rIzrP4PI/So9gk2RkGsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/drEDTrWelz0/s1600-h/iStock_000009809824Small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T43rIzrP4PI/So9gk2RkGsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/drEDTrWelz0/s320/iStock_000009809824Small.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372619066637032130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Education is learning what you didn't even know you didn't know.&lt;br /&gt;~ Daniel Boorstin ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to giggle when I read this quote today, how many times - especially when I was younger - that I "thought"  I knew it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as the kids go back to school - give yourself permission to branch out and try something new, expand your horizons, volunteer, learn a different language, open your heart to yourself.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows . . . &lt;br /&gt;Maybe you'll find out you really do know, what you think you didn't know!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are an infinite and magnificent being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rhonda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8416184368611111802-7503369235669945803?l=thesoulknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesoulknows.blogspot.com/feeds/7503369235669945803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416184368611111802&amp;postID=7503369235669945803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416184368611111802/posts/default/7503369235669945803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416184368611111802/posts/default/7503369235669945803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesoulknows.blogspot.com/2009/08/back-to-school-time.html' title='Back to School Time'/><author><name>The Soul Knows</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03033359725493594680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gg7UFmmZwZQ/TuYoh3Oq2HI/AAAAAAAAAFg/hUhAQWPy6Ys/s220/372480_1487528781_278660623_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T43rIzrP4PI/So9gk2RkGsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/drEDTrWelz0/s72-c/iStock_000009809824Small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416184368611111802.post-7968245620969757290</id><published>2009-08-14T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T14:46:06.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Hop, Skip and a Jump</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T43rIzrP4PI/SoXad4kTbEI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qBi9HQWWv64/s1600-h/images-3.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 116px; height: 116px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T43rIzrP4PI/SoXad4kTbEI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qBi9HQWWv64/s320/images-3.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369938337644899394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I have been seeing this a lot lately -  people all over the place are getting ready to take the jump into something new.&lt;br /&gt;So perfect for what is going on in the world around us.  We are learning our lessons, letting go of what doesn't fit, doesn't feel right, and what we KNOW in our hearts doesn't make us happy and joy-full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let go gently, roughly, suddenly, gradually - however you can - for the gap isn't as big as you "think".&lt;br /&gt;All I know -is  - you'll never know what's on the other side of A Hop, Skip, and a Jump unless . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just "do!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With loving expression of the me in you and the you in me  - &lt;br /&gt;Rhonda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8416184368611111802-7968245620969757290?l=thesoulknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesoulknows.blogspot.com/feeds/7968245620969757290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416184368611111802&amp;postID=7968245620969757290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416184368611111802/posts/default/7968245620969757290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416184368611111802/posts/default/7968245620969757290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesoulknows.blogspot.com/2009/08/hop-skip-and-jump.html' title='A Hop, Skip and a Jump'/><author><name>The Soul Knows</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03033359725493594680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gg7UFmmZwZQ/TuYoh3Oq2HI/AAAAAAAAAFg/hUhAQWPy6Ys/s220/372480_1487528781_278660623_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T43rIzrP4PI/SoXad4kTbEI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qBi9HQWWv64/s72-c/images-3.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416184368611111802.post-5507448421063071832</id><published>2009-08-12T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T16:33:42.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Woman's Value</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T43rIzrP4PI/SoNQicCPN1I/AAAAAAAAAD0/Zy8_0Na6Zuk/s1600-h/images-1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 95px; height: 123px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T43rIzrP4PI/SoNQicCPN1I/AAAAAAAAAD0/Zy8_0Na6Zuk/s200/images-1.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369223733327116114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on a radio show last week where I was interviewed and shared my story.  &lt;br /&gt;I also took phone calls and did a few intuitive readings.  As usual, I noticed the show&lt;br /&gt;was taking on a theme.  This time it hit close to home - A woman's value and her worthiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For years I struggled with low self esteem and value for my self.  Was I really aware of this as a &lt;br /&gt;young woman?  No - not really -I had not been taught or shown that women should hold themselves&lt;br /&gt;with value and self-worth.  Did this ignorance and unawareness bring to me others who also didn't&lt;br /&gt;value me, honor me, cherish me?  Absolutely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must value ourselves - cherish ourselves - love ourselves before we can totally engage and attract&lt;br /&gt;people that will do the same.  It's one of those keys that always fits, always works.  Use it, try it out for&lt;br /&gt;your self.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You deserve it, you're worth it - you are a unique and valuable infinite being.  Created in the image &lt;br /&gt;of the creator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now who could argue with that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is with you . . .&lt;br /&gt;Rhonda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8416184368611111802-5507448421063071832?l=thesoulknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesoulknows.blogspot.com/feeds/5507448421063071832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416184368611111802&amp;postID=5507448421063071832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416184368611111802/posts/default/5507448421063071832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416184368611111802/posts/default/5507448421063071832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesoulknows.blogspot.com/2009/08/womans-value.html' title='A Woman&apos;s Value'/><author><name>The Soul Knows</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03033359725493594680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gg7UFmmZwZQ/TuYoh3Oq2HI/AAAAAAAAAFg/hUhAQWPy6Ys/s220/372480_1487528781_278660623_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T43rIzrP4PI/SoNQicCPN1I/AAAAAAAAAD0/Zy8_0Na6Zuk/s72-c/images-1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416184368611111802.post-5833363861405436395</id><published>2009-03-02T12:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T12:45:18.582-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gentleness . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T43rIzrP4PI/Sa7oSn-42SI/AAAAAAAAADc/TAo8_LRnI4c/s1600-h/hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T43rIzrP4PI/Sa7oSn-42SI/AAAAAAAAADc/TAo8_LRnI4c/s200/hands.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309436417384438050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be gentle with your self and one another.&lt;br /&gt;A wise person knows this is part of the journey to true freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rhonda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8416184368611111802-5833363861405436395?l=thesoulknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesoulknows.blogspot.com/feeds/5833363861405436395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416184368611111802&amp;postID=5833363861405436395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416184368611111802/posts/default/5833363861405436395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416184368611111802/posts/default/5833363861405436395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesoulknows.blogspot.com/2009/03/gentleness.html' title='Gentleness . . .'/><author><name>The Soul Knows</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03033359725493594680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gg7UFmmZwZQ/TuYoh3Oq2HI/AAAAAAAAAFg/hUhAQWPy6Ys/s220/372480_1487528781_278660623_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T43rIzrP4PI/Sa7oSn-42SI/AAAAAAAAADc/TAo8_LRnI4c/s72-c/hands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416184368611111802.post-6859464439608865658</id><published>2008-12-05T12:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T13:47:04.875-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Do That Well!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T43rIzrP4PI/STma9cz06xI/AAAAAAAAAC8/7ISsNienqw8/s1600-h/costume1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 0px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T43rIzrP4PI/STma9cz06xI/AAAAAAAAAC8/7ISsNienqw8/s200/costume1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276418818937514770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Recently I was sorting  through the costumes I have made for my children over the years. Sorting and repacking them into a container where they could all be together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I held each costume up, it invoked memories that were multilayered.  The satisfaction and joy on my child’s face - the anticipation of the event - but also what was going on in my life at the time I diligently sewed each stitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T43rIzrP4PI/STmbCmvZSuI/AAAAAAAAADE/Ajtvb3k0fts/s1600-h/costume2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T43rIzrP4PI/STmbCmvZSuI/AAAAAAAAADE/Ajtvb3k0fts/s200/costume2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276418907502627554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was struck by all the creativity that was stuffed into one box, and oh one more thing - I was a very good sewer and creator of costumes! I was surprised at my own adeptness and level of skill.  Aknowledging what you do well is a great thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So appreciate something that you do well.  Think about all those latent skills that you haven’t used in years.  Maybe it will provoke you to express yourself in a new or different way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beloved you are . . .&lt;br /&gt;Rhonda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8416184368611111802-6859464439608865658?l=thesoulknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesoulknows.blogspot.com/feeds/6859464439608865658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416184368611111802&amp;postID=6859464439608865658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416184368611111802/posts/default/6859464439608865658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416184368611111802/posts/default/6859464439608865658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesoulknows.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-do-that-well.html' title='I Do That Well!'/><author><name>The Soul Knows</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03033359725493594680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gg7UFmmZwZQ/TuYoh3Oq2HI/AAAAAAAAAFg/hUhAQWPy6Ys/s220/372480_1487528781_278660623_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T43rIzrP4PI/STma9cz06xI/AAAAAAAAAC8/7ISsNienqw8/s72-c/costume1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416184368611111802.post-6929162281821223298</id><published>2008-11-06T19:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T19:05:45.735-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whew, Mr. President . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T43rIzrP4PI/SROwWZ8EdmI/AAAAAAAAACU/kz0fsbdPeEc/s1600-h/barack_obama__05_426192a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 96px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T43rIzrP4PI/SROwWZ8EdmI/AAAAAAAAACU/kz0fsbdPeEc/s200/barack_obama__05_426192a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265746288292689506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh my goodness I am so ever thankful the elections are over, and my experience in the voting cubicle was as easy as driving through Wendy's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say this has been the most interesting political battle I have witnessed in my lifetime.  Enough twists and turns to satisfy even the most tenured tilt-a-whirl rider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't disclose my political preferences, but I will let you in on one thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am for freedom, big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thank you American public for voting, and giving voice to your choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you also, Mr. President, Barack Obama for accepting the position. We are counting on you to listen, to all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be well,&lt;br /&gt;Rhonda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8416184368611111802-6929162281821223298?l=thesoulknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesoulknows.blogspot.com/feeds/6929162281821223298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416184368611111802&amp;postID=6929162281821223298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416184368611111802/posts/default/6929162281821223298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416184368611111802/posts/default/6929162281821223298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesoulknows.blogspot.com/2008/11/whew-mr-president.html' title='Whew, Mr. President . . .'/><author><name>The Soul Knows</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03033359725493594680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gg7UFmmZwZQ/TuYoh3Oq2HI/AAAAAAAAAFg/hUhAQWPy6Ys/s220/372480_1487528781_278660623_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T43rIzrP4PI/SROwWZ8EdmI/AAAAAAAAACU/kz0fsbdPeEc/s72-c/barack_obama__05_426192a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416184368611111802.post-4704994510890140774</id><published>2008-11-01T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T12:10:09.568-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All Souls Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T43rIzrP4PI/SRCrSoDqeDI/AAAAAAAAABw/q145yISrqNQ/s1600-h/day_dead_float.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 76px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T43rIzrP4PI/SRCrSoDqeDI/AAAAAAAAABw/q145yISrqNQ/s400/day_dead_float.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264896300874889266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hooray . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All souls day.  The day of the dead.  The day of remembering our ancestors,&lt;br /&gt;those that walked before us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It got me to thinking, who would I be, if I could be anyone that has&lt;br /&gt;passed from the&lt;br /&gt;physical dimension?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within a few seconds, I decided Helen Keller would be my ideal girl. With&lt;br /&gt;the condition it could only be for one day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would choose Helen - pre Annie Sullivan (her brilliant teacher and&lt;br /&gt;friend). I could&lt;br /&gt;be wild and naughty with acute sensory enhancement of  touch and taste  and&lt;br /&gt;smell. Oh my, what a combo meal I could create with those aspects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This choice could provide unlimited avenues of self-expression as well as&lt;br /&gt;an open door to an acute lack of self expression.  Top that off with the&lt;br /&gt;special&lt;br /&gt;delivery  of a family that didn't expect anything from me, in any way,&lt;br /&gt;shape or form.&lt;br /&gt;I loved my choice.  I could be wicked for one day, and one day only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However then I remembered,  Helen couldn't  visually see the love in her&lt;br /&gt;mother's smile and the way her lips gently curved before she kissed her&lt;br /&gt;cheek.  Nor could she hear the purr of a kitten's contentment or joy in&lt;br /&gt;the voice of her friend and companion Martha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was starting to reconsider my lightning quick choice, and allowed myself to&lt;br /&gt;feel deeply the depths of Helen's courage and brave heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With new found appreciation,I'm glad Helen choose to dive head first into&lt;br /&gt;her darkness, and allow love and her own self truth to reign supreme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was and is a brilliant example for all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrate all the beauty and color of this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honor your ancestors, honor you.  For you are an ancestor in the making!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love yourself deeply,&lt;br /&gt;Rhonda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would you choose to be for just one day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can learn more about Helen  Keller at &lt;a href="http://www.afb.org/"&gt;www.afb.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8416184368611111802-4704994510890140774?l=thesoulknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesoulknows.blogspot.com/feeds/4704994510890140774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416184368611111802&amp;postID=4704994510890140774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416184368611111802/posts/default/4704994510890140774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416184368611111802/posts/default/4704994510890140774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesoulknows.blogspot.com/2008/11/all-souls-day.html' title='All Souls Day'/><author><name>The Soul Knows</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03033359725493594680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gg7UFmmZwZQ/TuYoh3Oq2HI/AAAAAAAAAFg/hUhAQWPy6Ys/s220/372480_1487528781_278660623_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T43rIzrP4PI/SRCrSoDqeDI/AAAAAAAAABw/q145yISrqNQ/s72-c/day_dead_float.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8416184368611111802.post-7465075711051955175</id><published>2008-10-31T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T12:04:40.304-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T43rIzrP4PI/SRCqzcHeCmI/AAAAAAAAABo/n1WiPzi9zKU/s1600-h/heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T43rIzrP4PI/SRCqzcHeCmI/AAAAAAAAABo/n1WiPzi9zKU/s200/heart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264895765093681762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As I initiate myself into the world of blogdom, I bring to the table one&lt;br /&gt;thing . . .&lt;br /&gt;an open heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;Rhonda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8416184368611111802-7465075711051955175?l=thesoulknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesoulknows.blogspot.com/feeds/7465075711051955175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8416184368611111802&amp;postID=7465075711051955175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416184368611111802/posts/default/7465075711051955175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8416184368611111802/posts/default/7465075711051955175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesoulknows.blogspot.com/2008/10/welcome.html' title='Welcome.'/><author><name>The Soul Knows</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03033359725493594680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gg7UFmmZwZQ/TuYoh3Oq2HI/AAAAAAAAAFg/hUhAQWPy6Ys/s220/372480_1487528781_278660623_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T43rIzrP4PI/SRCqzcHeCmI/AAAAAAAAABo/n1WiPzi9zKU/s72-c/heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
