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		<title>Open to learn.</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 21 Jan 2012 12:56:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Today I realized I know very little and I am confused about what I have been so sure of and attached to. Today my intention is to explore the unknown and not be that chic that thinks she should know everything or even invite the feeling of, &#8220;Oh no, I really don&#8217;t know and I [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="color: #000000;">Today I realized I know very little and I am confused about what I have been so sure of and attached to. Today my intention is to explore the unknown and not be that chic that thinks she should know everything or even invite the feeling of, &#8220;Oh no, I really don&#8217;t know and I feel guilty that I don&#8217;t care to know or figure out why!&#8221;</span></p>
<p><a href="http://www.yogasource.ca/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/Photo-413.jpg" rel="lightbox[4009]"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-4010" title="Photo 413" src="http://www.yogasource.ca/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/Photo-413-300x225.jpg" alt="Photo 413" width="300" height="225" /></a><span style="color: #000000;"> </span></p>
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<p><span style="color: #000000;">The world is so vast full of peeps with gifts and ideas of how to express them. Who am I to say, Heavy Metal has no place! Rock on!</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000;">Learning to be unattached, and seeing the magic of life.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000;">Peace peace peace </span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000;">Mama t</span></p>
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		<title>Bendy Today&#8230;&#8230;.</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 14 Jan 2012 02:34:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Bent there, Bent that, but did I get it?
Each day I wake up counting my blessings, naming them as they come to mind. After I recite them, feelings of graditude and courage pulse through my viens.
A great Chic told me in the midst of my pity party, (held at least once a month) &#8220;The grass [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.yogasource.ca/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/IMG_6405.JPG" rel="lightbox[3957]"></a><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="color: #000000;"><strong>Bent there, Bent that,</strong></span> but did I get it?</span></p>
<p style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #000000;">Each day I wake up counting my blessings, naming them as they come to mind. After I recite them, feelings of graditude and courage pulse through my viens.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #000000;">A great Chic told me in the midst of my pity party, (held at least once a month) <strong>&#8220;The grass is greenest where you water it.&#8221;</strong> Thanks Brie of Zen Bones Newmarket.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.yogasource.ca/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/IMG_64051.JPG" rel="lightbox[3957]"><img class="alignleft size-thumbnail wp-image-3964" title="IMG_6405" src="http://www.yogasource.ca/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/IMG_64051-150x150.jpg" alt="IMG_6405" width="150" height="150" /></a><span style="color: #000000;">I am very grateful for the people of this awesome community!</span></p>
<p style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #000000;">peace peace peace</span></p>
<p style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #000000;">Mama t</span></p>
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		<title>Willingness.</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 03 Jan 2012 20:43:56 +0000</pubDate>
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Changing, growing, freedom, requires the willingness to see the truth and let go of the attachment to fear of&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;!
Create a difference in your life by living more in this momment. 
Join Yoga Source on Sunday  at 6:15pm for a gentle Asana and a Mediation class to help you be sane in this seemingly busy world. The change [...]]]></description>
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<p><span style="color: #000000;">Changing, growing, freedom, requires the <strong><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g2rMAzWm3a8">willingness</a></strong> to see the truth and let go of the attachment to fear of&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;!</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000;">Create a difference in your life by living more in this momment. </span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000;">Join Yoga Source on <strong>Sunday  at 6:15pm </strong>for a gentle Asana and a Mediation class to help you be sane in this seemingly busy world. The change begins with your choice to start.</span></p>
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<p><span style="color: #800000;"><strong>Begin Now.</strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000;">peace peace peace</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000;">mama t</span></p>
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		<title>Tis&#8217; The Season to Purge.</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 16 Dec 2011 00:06:56 +0000</pubDate>
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How wonderful after the harvest to notice who I really am! I&#8217;ve noticed people I have chosen to make enemies, people I choose to love and people I have set aside because I&#8217;m not sure. Sounds kinda like the harvest. Today in my self realization work I have &#8220;realized&#8221;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;.I am totally responsible for all that [...]]]></description>
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<p><span style="color: #000000;">How wonderful after the harvest to notice who I really am! I&#8217;ve noticed people I have chosen to make enemies, people I choose to love and people I have set aside because I&#8217;m not sure. Sounds kinda like the harvest. Today in my self realization work I have &#8220;realized&#8221;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;.I am totally responsible for all that comes back to me. Dah! </span><span style="color: #800000;"><strong><span style="color: #000000;">I get what I put in!</span></strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000;">May all people that have ever come into contact with me forgive me for not being present and for those who got to much of me, just laugh and for those who just tolerated me,&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;.. Happy Holidays to all and may we all live and learn knowing that it is all choice. Live in the light and lighten up! ;}</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000;"><a href="http://www.yogasource.ca/wp-content/uploads/2011/12/IMG_6155.JPG" rel="lightbox[3851]"></a></span><a href="http://www.yogasource.ca/wp-content/uploads/2011/12/IMG_6333.JPG" rel="lightbox[3851]"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-3974" title="IMG_6333" src="http://www.yogasource.ca/wp-content/uploads/2011/12/IMG_6333-300x225.jpg" alt="IMG_6333" width="300" height="225" /></a></p>
<p><strong><span style="color: #800000;">I do choose to change in the direction of the light.</span></strong></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000;">Namaste</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000;">Peace Peace Peace.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000;">Love mama t</span></p>
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		<title>Be Sane, Change The Game.</title>
		<link>http://www.yogasource.ca/2011/11/be-sane-change-the-game/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 26 Nov 2011 02:22:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[When the journey is no longer joyful or fulfilling, ask yourself if the insanity of doing the same thing everyday and expecting a different result is the reason. Your answer may be, &#8220;Yes&#8221;.
Most humans have a closet full of coping tools like, excessive eating, drinking, working, cleaning, talking, arguing, having kids&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;.. oh the list goes [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="color: #000000;">When the journey is no longer joyful or fulfilling, ask yourself if the insanity of doing the same thing everyday and expecting a different result is the reason. Your answer may be, &#8220;Yes&#8221;.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000;">Most humans have a closet full of coping tools like, excessive eating, drinking, working, cleaning, talking, arguing, having kids&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;.. oh the list goes on. When the coping tools don&#8217;t work, the realization that you are truly unhappy sets in, and than it takes a conscious effort to see change that is necessary.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000;">Personally at 43 years of age a decision to change the things that can be changed and to know what is just unchangeable, was big for me. To strengthen my spirit I began to seek out the right support and programs that helped me to gain knowledge. Happy to be with such great like minded creative people, change is feeling good yet challenging. A new sense of courage is now running through my veins, faith in the human race has been restored. Today, Loving Kindness is the chosen path. Still this journey is Yuk but with a lovely balance of Yum.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000;"><a href="http://www.yogasource.ca/wp-content/uploads/2011/11/IMG_3263.JPG" rel="lightbox[3755]"></a><a href="http://www.yogasource.ca/wp-content/uploads/2011/11/IMG_32631.JPG" rel="lightbox[3755]"></a></span><a href="http://www.yogasource.ca/wp-content/uploads/2011/11/IMG_6408.JPG" rel="lightbox[3755]"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-3970" title="IMG_6408" src="http://www.yogasource.ca/wp-content/uploads/2011/11/IMG_6408-300x225.jpg" alt="IMG_6408" width="300" height="225" /></a><span style="color: #000000;"><br />
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<p><span style="color: #993300;"><strong><span style="color: #003366;">May all humans seek joy and forget angers and set the intention to live prosperous and long with health and community.</span></strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #993300;"><strong><span style="color: #003366;">Love N&#8217; Kindness</span></strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #993300;"><strong><span style="color: #003366;">Mama t</span></strong></span></p>
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		<title>HATE</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 03 Nov 2011 04:37:26 +0000</pubDate>
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What Do You Hate?
 
Wow that’s a tough one!  How does a person choose?  There are so many fantastically hateful things.  I mean, who couldn’t say that they hate, intolerance, racism, genocide, oppression, their mother-in-law?  Oops, did that sneak in there?  Then there are pornographers, child predators, deadbeat dads and mortgage brokers.  Let’s not leave [...]]]></description>
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<p align="center"><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><span style="font-family: Skia; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><strong><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">What Do You Hate?</span></span></strong></span></span></span></p>
<p align="center"><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><span style="font-family: Skia; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"> </span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Skia; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">Wow that’s a tough one!  How does a person choose?  There are so many fantastically hateful things.  I mean, who couldn’t say that they hate, intolerance, racism, genocide, oppression, their mother-in-law?  Oops, did that sneak in there?  Then there are pornographers, child predators, deadbeat dads and mortgage brokers.  Let’s not leave out air pollution, global warming, deforestation and litterbugs.  How about ingratitude, bad customer service, smokers that throw cigarette butts on the ground, or the one stuck wheel on the shopping cart?  Personally, I dislike two-party government, gum on my shoe, bugs in my house, picky eaters and the fact that I always choose the slow line.  Not to be overlooked are Viagra commercials, hurricanes, mosquitoes, liars, tailgaters, public restrooms, smells on an airplane, bad taste, mouthy teenagers, clueless parents, wasted effort and dog walkers that don’t pick up the poo.</span></span></span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Skia; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">And, I’ve only scratched the surface.  Humans have an abundance of persons, places and things that arouse hatred.  We even have a stockpile of hate labels for the most common of these; hate mail, hate speech, hate crimes, hate mongers, hate symbols and directly to the point “haters.”  With the vastness of choices for objects of derision it may surprise you to learn that one of the things I hate most is the word hate.</span></span></span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Skia; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">A trip through any dictionary will tell us that  “hate” is a feeling of extreme aversion or hostility; the synonyms being strong words like loathe, despise, abhor and detest.  It is intended to evoke a passionate feeling of disgust regarding things intolerable.  It is a word to be used sparingly, reserved for the truly loathsome.  It is perfectly reasonable to say, “I hate genocide.”  But does that same level of horror apply to gum on my shoe?  We love to hate everything annoying, distasteful or obnoxious.  I hate it when that happens,” is our sarcastic response to all things inconvenient.  We say, “I hate to be the one to say it,” when we are truly relishing the words that will follow.  A teenager may scream, “I hate you!” to their parents when what they really mean is, “I’m not getting my way.” The word hate is so pervasive in our everyday speech that it carries no shock value; we are immune to its power.</span></span></span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Skia; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="http://www.yogasource.ca/wp-content/uploads/2011/11/IMG_5809.JPG" rel="lightbox[3658]"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-3982" title="IMG_5809" src="http://www.yogasource.ca/wp-content/uploads/2011/11/IMG_5809-300x225.jpg" alt="IMG_5809" width="300" height="225" /></a><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">So why should I care?  Well, maybe I shouldn’t, but here’s why I do&#8230; I’m a mother trying to teach my children to be impeccable with their words and to respect the power that words carry as they leave our mouths.  As a community, I believe we all suffer from the corruption of our common language.  Immunity to the word hate breeds tolerance of hatred.   When the real meaning of a word is lost on us, it impairs our ability to see truth, to be appropriately outraged, to care deeply and to take things seriously… or not.  I realize I may be the only person that feels this way, but I would honestly hate for that to be the case.</span></span></span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Skia; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">Teri Macias, November 2011</span></span></span></span></div>
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		<title>Authentic-Being</title>
		<link>http://www.yogasource.ca/2011/10/authentic-being/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 22 Oct 2011 08:55:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Who Am &#8220;I&#8221; in this moment?  Who do I feel I must Be?  The &#8220;I&#8221; has many &#8220;Roles&#8221;. One, being the person writing this. The practice of being and co-creating in this exsitence of human experience is all quite challenging. At the age of 43 this self is seeing a shift. Not, easy. This huge [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="color: #000000;">Who Am &#8220;I&#8221; in this moment?  Who do I feel I must Be?  The &#8220;I&#8221; has many &#8220;Roles&#8221;. One, being the person writing this. The practice of being and co-creating in this exsitence of human experience is all quite challenging. At the age of 43 this self is seeing a shift. Not, easy. This huge Ego is so controlling and certain. The spirit is stuck in layers of &#8220;Role play.&#8221; Sneaky and untrusting is the feeling felt throughout the day on a daily basis. Practicing being present consumes the whole day, even in the unconscious state of sleep. How may this human race become present?! Hell, if I know&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;I&#8217;m still working on not saying, I or My or I&#8217;m&#8230;&#8230;.Like I just did! </span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000;">Creating space for the <strong><a href="http:/www.youtube.com/watch?v=2cjRGee5ipM&amp;feature=related">authentic human experience</a></strong> and calming down the Big &#8220;I&#8221; is challenging but, the experience has become much more peaceful.Hard not to say,&#8221; I or My&#8221;. This human experience for this time has been interesting as far as how often this human/spirit is authentic. The role playing that feeds the &#8220;Ego&#8221; is like a huge kings feast and this human/spirit is buried under the remains of all the past feasts! LOL- At least this human has a sense of humor!</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000;">Being present today was a split second and then the &#8220;I&#8221; crushed the presence that quickly. Noticing the &#8220;I &#8221; and the roles it plays throughout the day is quiet exhausting but humorous. The more the experience of being human comes to mind the greater the peace this experience is, yet the &#8220;I&#8221; is right there waiting for the moment of invite, which is every second of this life.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000;">Again, writing in the  &#8221;I&#8221; is so natural and being the human in this experience is hard. </span><a href="http://www.yogasource.ca/wp-content/uploads/2011/10/Yoga-Source-TT-2008-021.JPG" rel="lightbox[3603]"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-3604" title="Yoga Source TT 2008 021" src="http://www.yogasource.ca/wp-content/uploads/2011/10/Yoga-Source-TT-2008-021-300x225.jpg" alt="Yoga Source TT 2008 021" width="300" height="225" /></a><span style="color: #000000;"><br />
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<p><span style="color: #000000;">May all become better observers and be more authentic in life. Today is a new opportunity for growth and freedom, if the &#8220;I&#8221; wants to play a hundred roles may this human have a sense of humor and only do onto to others as she wishes to have done on to her.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000;">Peace Peace Peace</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000;">Theresa Gagnon</span></p>
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		<title>WHAT IF?</title>
		<link>http://www.yogasource.ca/2011/07/what-if/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 08 Jul 2011 04:14:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[What if what? Once upon a time begins the “Story”, or whatever you call it, “Drama”.
 
I am the greatest user of “IT”.  Good or bad, I need to have “IT”.  “IT” is the escape from my true self because I, for some reason, do not believe in me being …
What if I decide to [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="color: #000000;"><strong>What if what?</strong> Once upon a time begins the “Story”, or whatever you call it, “Drama”.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000;"> </span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000;">I am the greatest user of “IT”.  Good or bad, I need to have “IT”.  “IT” is the escape from my true self because I, for some reason, do not believe in me being …</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000;">What if I decide to educate myself and get help with the underlying fear.  Can I have a better life?  <em>Shit ya!</em> Pay it forward by first taking care of yourself.  You are the number one investment in this lifetime.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000;">Say “NO to SHIT” and move forward with the breath in your lungs and the inspiration in your heart — where there is a WILL there is a WAY.</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000;">KICK ASS!</span></p>
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<p><span style="color: #000000;">Namaste</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000;">Mama T</span></p>
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		<title>Karma and High School Drama</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 24 Jun 2011 03:57:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[HighSchool.
To see the hall
To watch them all
Perfecting their hair
I try not to stare.
In the bathroom &#8220;I&#8217;m Fat&#8221;
Are you kidding? I&#8217;m a rat.
I watch as they pamper
I try not to stare.
I watch as they strut
A sharp pain goes through my gut
The classic hair flip
I try not to stare.
OMG she&#8217;s a loser
I hear he&#8217;s a drug user
I [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div style="font-family: Skia; line-height: normal; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><span style="color: #000000;"><a href="http://www.yogasource.ca/wp-content/uploads/2011/06/Photo-447.jpg" rel="lightbox[3334]"><img class="alignright size-medium wp-image-3335" title="Photo 447" src="http://www.yogasource.ca/wp-content/uploads/2011/06/Photo-447-300x225.jpg" alt="Photo 447" width="300" height="225" /></a><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Lucida Bright';"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span>HighSchool.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
<div style="font-family: Skia; line-height: normal; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Lucida Bright';"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span>To see the hall</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
<div style="font-family: Skia; line-height: normal; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Lucida Bright';"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span>To watch them all</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
<div style="font-family: Skia; line-height: normal; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Lucida Bright';"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span>Perfecting their hair</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
<div style="font-family: Skia; line-height: normal; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Lucida Bright';"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span>I try not to stare.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
<div style="font-family: Skia; line-height: normal; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Lucida Bright';"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span>In the bathroom &#8220;I&#8217;m Fat&#8221;</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
<div style="font-family: Skia; line-height: normal; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Lucida Bright';"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span>Are you kidding? I&#8217;m a rat.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
<div style="font-family: Skia; line-height: normal; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Lucida Bright';"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span>I watch as they pamper</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
<div style="font-family: Skia; line-height: normal; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Lucida Bright';"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span>I try not to stare.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
<div style="font-family: Skia; line-height: normal; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Lucida Bright';"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span>I watch as they strut</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
<div style="font-family: Skia; line-height: normal; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Lucida Bright';"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span>A sharp pain goes through my gut</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
<div style="font-family: Skia; line-height: normal; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Lucida Bright';"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span>The classic hair flip</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
<div style="font-family: Skia; line-height: normal; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Lucida Bright';"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span>I try not to stare.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
<div style="font-family: Skia; line-height: normal; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Lucida Bright';"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span>OMG she&#8217;s a loser</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
<div style="font-family: Skia; line-height: normal; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Lucida Bright';"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span>I hear he&#8217;s a drug user</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
<div style="font-family: Skia; line-height: normal; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Lucida Bright';"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span>I watch all the gossip.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
<div style="font-family: Skia; line-height: normal; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Lucida Bright';"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span>I try not to stare.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
<div style="font-family: Skia; line-height: normal; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Lucida Bright';"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span>You&#8217;re so skinny.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
<div style="font-family: Skia; line-height: normal; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Lucida Bright';"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span>Your&#8217;re such a ninny.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
<div style="font-family: Skia; line-height: normal; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Lucida Bright';"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span>I watch all their pain.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
<div style="font-family: Skia; line-height: normal; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Lucida Bright';"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span>I try not to stare.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
<div style="font-family: Skia; line-height: normal; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Lucida Bright';"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span>They smile, they flirt</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
<div style="font-family: Skia; line-height: normal; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Lucida Bright';"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span>All afraid of dirt</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
<div style="font-family: Skia; line-height: normal; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Lucida Bright';"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span>I watch in shame</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
<div style="font-family: Skia; line-height: normal; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Lucida Bright';"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span>I try not to stare.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
<div style="font-family: Skia; line-height: normal; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Lucida Bright';"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span>Please have a bite of that.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
<div style="font-family: Skia; line-height: normal; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Lucida Bright';"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span>Do you want to make me fat?</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
<div style="font-family: Skia; line-height: normal; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Lucida Bright';"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span>Such a skinny girl.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
<div style="font-family: Skia; line-height: normal; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Lucida Bright';"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span>I try not to stare.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
<div style="font-family: Skia; line-height: normal; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Lucida Bright';"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span>You&#8217;re such a poser</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
<div style="font-family: Skia; line-height: normal; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Lucida Bright';"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span>Don&#8217;t come any closer</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
<div style="font-family: Skia; line-height: normal; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Lucida Bright';"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span>I watch feeling sad.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
<div style="font-family: Skia; line-height: normal; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Lucida Bright';"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span>I try not to tear.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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</span></span> </span></span><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span> </span></span></span><span style="font-family: 'Lucida Bright';"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span> </span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
<div style="font-family: Skia; line-height: normal; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Lucida Bright';"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Optima; font-size: small;"><span>~Kate Alice White, 13 years old~</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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		<title>The Observer</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 29 May 2011 00:18:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Each day is a possibility to live more fully and free from negativity. The work lies within you. When we become the observer of possibilities and make conscious choices from the place of awareness, the &#8216;Ah-ha&#8217; begins to set in and the &#8216;right from wrong&#8217; are clear. We are born with just enough ego (common [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="color: #000000;">Each day is a possibility to <span style="color: #000000;"><strong>live more fully</strong></span> and free from negativity. The work lies within you. When we become the observer of possibilities and make conscious choices from the place of awareness, the &#8216;Ah-ha&#8217; begins to set in and the &#8216;right from wrong&#8217; are clear. We are born with just enough ego (common sense) to know what is right and what is wrong, the rest we decide to be. May we be &#8216;<strong>Great Beings</strong>&#8216; in this human world, doing the work and being &#8216;<strong>Great Humans</strong>&#8216;!</span></p>
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<p><span style="color: #000000;">Namaste</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000;">T &amp; Starla</span></p>
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