<?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-810373909105008629</id><updated>2011-11-27T17:16:03.265-08:00</updated><category term='Artistry of being'/><category term='ART'/><category term='Freedom'/><category term='wonderwall'/><category term='uncovered'/><category term='possibility'/><category term='Free Will'/><category term='now'/><category term='change'/><category term='surrender'/><category term='journaling'/><category term='alignment'/><category term='ACTION'/><category term='perception'/><category term='Violin'/><category term='Understanding'/><category term='Loves solves'/><category term='revelation'/><category term='Light'/><category term='H&apos;ART'/><category term='ABC'/><category term='hero'/><category term='Tsunami'/><category term='choice'/><category term='deep understanding'/><category term='Storm'/><category term='stress'/><category term='Mirror'/><category term='creation'/><category term='perspective'/><category term='Value'/><category term='YOU'/><category term='transformation'/><category term='Being'/><category term='True self'/><category term='Jennifer Jacobs'/><category term='Michaelangelo'/><category term='Robert Dickson'/><category term='compassion'/><category term='awareness'/><category term='Purpose'/><category term='reaction'/><category term='Beethoven'/><category term='divine feminine'/><category term='coaching'/><category term='Chakra'/><category term='Love'/><category term='Personal Power'/><category term='Sandr Furber Artistry of BEing'/><category term='Artistry. H&apos;Art being'/><category term='Ego'/><category term='PRESENCE'/><category term='Masterpiece'/><category term='Sandra Furber'/><category term='writing'/><title type='text'>The ARTistry of BEing</title><subtitle type='html'>See your self as the creator, the artist in your life. Who you are and what you do is Art forever hung in the infinite gallery of the universe.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sandra Furber/ Jennifer Jacobs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05763356939515280689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>64</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-810373909105008629.post-2213314454205049039</id><published>2011-10-05T10:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T10:59:30.972-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='H&apos;ART'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artistry of being'/><title type='text'>The ARTistry of Being</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d2f4IHQlwGA"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d2f4IHQlwGA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/810373909105008629-2213314454205049039?l=theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/2213314454205049039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2011/10/artistry-of-being.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/2213314454205049039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/2213314454205049039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2011/10/artistry-of-being.html' title='The ARTistry of Being'/><author><name>Sandra Furber/ Jennifer Jacobs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05763356939515280689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-810373909105008629.post-122280322341403390</id><published>2011-09-14T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T07:23:02.376-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sandr Furber Artistry of BEing'/><title type='text'>Your wordS are you worLd! 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aCMZ56b59b8/TeUgfu7tuqI/AAAAAAAAABk/ceZTCgxmV3w/s1600/187265_100000891407902_4681882_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aCMZ56b59b8/TeUgfu7tuqI/AAAAAAAAABk/ceZTCgxmV3w/s1600/187265_100000891407902_4681882_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 16.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;lucida grande&amp;quot;; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;lucida grande&amp;quot;;"&gt;When we notice something we have shifted into the observer. The aspect that notices is love. This is a love for all that loves to solve and is our highest self. &amp;nbsp;Without this shift we are like a car with no steering or brakes. As we observe we remain in a powerful position to create by choosing from our highest self. It is like we pull over for a moment and pull out the map again. Each time we just observe we create the space in which to respond and not react. Reaction is the language and action of the Ego. Reaction is the manufacturer of all that we do not desire. Every time we react in a moment we allow whatever the pattern is, to become more ingrained in ourselves. A reaction of anger gives us more to be angry about. A reaction of lack has more lack show up. A reaction of doubt has us feeling uninspired. Inspiration can show up in the moment we observe. When we create space or a pause as an observation we disconnect thoughts and patterns that exist in ourselves. Energetically it is like pulling a plug and taking away all the charge the situation has. In other words observation is an order to stop what is happening and start creating from what it is we desire. To respond is creation. We now have a choice in each moment. This choice is reaction or creation.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 16.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 16.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;lucida grande&amp;quot;; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;lucida grande&amp;quot;;"&gt;As we become mindful and choose to be the observer whenever we are experiencing something negative, it weakens the strength and power of an old thought that has brought us this experience. Without connecting it to the automatic reaction it has nothing to exist upon. Without a reaction we begin to stop all attraction to similar situations or circumstances. As we observe we powerfully stop the perpetuation of the thoughts or patterns that have defined us as our experiences. This alone is change and a new creation for our self.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 16.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 16.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;lucida grande&amp;quot;; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;lucida grande&amp;quot;;"&gt;As powerful growth seeking beings let's add to observation yet another tool. Remember our core values again. For example think of grace, love, freedom, service, or empowerment. What if they were pulled from of our awareness and accessed in the moment of observation? What would that moment then bring? Our core values are now the tools we sculpt each moment with. We co create with the universe what we chose in the moment of the observation. We now create and control the observation. We create with our core values everything we want to experience. We control every experience because we know we are responsible. Notice our language invites our true self forward as we hear the word “responsible”-responding from our being. As far as we know there is no word in our language coming even close to “reactable”. Ask our self in the observation what would love do or say? What would empowerments do or say? Inserting our core values into these questions each time we observe and watch everything we create from the observation. We now have an even more powerful choice to make. We can be the observer and stop the pattern or activate our core values into our experience each time we choose to be the observer. This is a huge distinction. Now let's play with it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 16.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;lucida grande&amp;quot;; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;lucida grande&amp;quot;;"&gt;Written by Sandra Furber&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 16.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;lucida grande&amp;quot;; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;lucida grande&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: Cambria; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;© Copyright MMVII by FurberCoaching.com (a division of Furber Rea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/810373909105008629-4290373961767310179?l=theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/4290373961767310179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2011/05/observe-is-to-serve-as-loves-is-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/4290373961767310179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/4290373961767310179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2011/05/observe-is-to-serve-as-loves-is-to.html' title='Observe is to serve as loves is to solve'/><author><name>Sandra Furber/ Jennifer Jacobs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05763356939515280689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aCMZ56b59b8/TeUgfu7tuqI/AAAAAAAAABk/ceZTCgxmV3w/s72-c/187265_100000891407902_4681882_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-810373909105008629.post-3297329525552458099</id><published>2011-05-30T17:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T17:57:51.111-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artistry of being'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sandra Furber'/><title type='text'>It's as easy as Black and White</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;It’s as Easy as Black and White&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Artists use color in many different ways but first they begin by understanding the grace and ease of black and white. We invite the understanding we are white- pure light beings playing and creating on the black contrast of the infinite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;We are white, true, and pure light. We are the source of all that is repeated in each soul and body we experience life with. The colors we see are light waves absorbed or reflected by everything around us. In nature, a rainbow is white light that is broken apart by the moisture in the air. It was discovered that white light could be broken apart using tools called prisms. The colors of the visible light spectrum are red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo and violet. These colors are seen energetically within each physical body, in the same formation from bottom of our spine to the top or crown of our head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;These energy centers are indentified as Chakras in many teachings throughout history and the world. White light consists of all of the colors mixed together. The color of an object depends on how it absorbs and/or reflects light. If an object absorbs all wavelengths except red, for example, it will look red. We need each color to break apart the complexity of our pure white light at the physical, emotional and spiritual level. If enlightenment is remembering the oneness of this pure light, we can only do this by experiencing all contrast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;We are given this awareness to understand our energetic self by being reminded of that the absence of each color is to complete pure light that is within, with out and our truth. We all come forth from the source of all light and physically require color to distinguish our selves. We are all give the same pallet that all of nature uses. Without each color we don’t know any color. Without knowing colors we don’t know ourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Imagine living realizing each being shares the same box of exact crayons or paints. We are all united energetically within a master plan to play and create in harmony. We all are this white light, broken into 7 colors, which also vibrationally holds the musical scale. We are given each the same tools at birth equal to create with authority, purpose, clarity and freedom. No matter what is our skin color or what we are wearing energetically we are the same balance of the rainbow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Black can be defined as the visual impression experienced when no visible light reaches the eye and the lack of all colors of light. Black is the color of objects that do not emit or reflect light in any part of the visible spectrum. If an object absorbs all of the light wavelengths, it will appear black. If we are white as our pure being experience, then it is our human experience or EGO, which forms the infinite as black.Remember the clear night sky. As we gaze up or in our minds we see that which reflects trillions of stars. The stars are only seen because of this vast darkness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;That darkness has fearlessness and is understood with a deep understanding without emotion. We can see this darkness to be the metaphor for the Ego, the contrast for us to know what is true and real. Ego is the collection of stories and experience that form the darkness, almost an infinite library of records. We can also think of a chalkboard. Once we begin to write over and again with the chalk eventually the board becomes white confusion. As we live our being does the same. On the blackboard we can’t understand what is written so it eventually gets erased and we try again. Words are clearest when there is proper space and contrast for them to be seen. We can balance perfectly in the world, as we allow contrast to exist in precise equilibrium. Darkness for light, black for white, and human for human being.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Being this clear, precise and this black and white begins each masterpiece ever known to man. As we master light and darkness with an understanding of neutrality, we allow infinite possibilities which both black and white have had the access to. Black and white unlocks every promise of pure potential.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;by Sandra Furber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;img class="img" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/15754_182629825727_519060727_3463300_2982644_n.jpg" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; 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Jacobs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05763356939515280689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-810373909105008629.post-672963232630440846</id><published>2011-03-15T07:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T07:54:46.503-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Robert Dickson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Storm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tsunami'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sandra Furber'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Imagine a STORM of LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: url(http://assets.tumblr.com/images/input_bg.gif); background-origin: initial; background-position: 50% 0%; background-repeat: repeat no-repeat; color: black; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 1.4; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 12px; margin-right: 12px; margin-top: 8px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;It is here now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;To hear how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;If we can just let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;And find now here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Willing to absence fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;As we choose to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;To see not then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Or by when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Hold’s creation as a plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Gifts forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Tomorrow knows never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;It is now that time began&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;These moments now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Bring the how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;In presence answers reside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Write now to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ways to now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;With wisdom found inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;To plan to stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Here the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Connected to a source&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;A life fulfilled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Guided when stilled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;By a compass of love the force&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;There’s only now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Not then, when but how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Our hearts will bring us here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;To hear as one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Radiates our sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Each love so loud and clear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;We've always known&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Storms have grown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;So we can see what's truly real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;As we absence fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Stay here to hear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Now love, it is you to reveal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;S.Furber/R.Dickson&lt;/span&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/810373909105008629-672963232630440846?l=theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/672963232630440846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2011/03/imagine-storm-of-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/672963232630440846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/672963232630440846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2011/03/imagine-storm-of-love.html' title='Imagine a STORM of LOVE'/><author><name>Sandra Furber/ Jennifer 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1;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;You are the Solution- You are Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth of you in your pure essence is love. Love is your life force. All of creation shares this and is part of its conception and continuation. You know this as you ask yourself what it is you seek. You know this as you realize in fearlessness you would give more of this. You know this as its lack activates a universal feeling of despair. You know that this is love. Everyone seeks to be loved. Everyone would love more if they feared less. The absence of love creates within each of us the same pain. This pain is now a calling to be a part of the solution and you are always the solution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You as the solution are love and that love is here right now. As you are reading, breathe and realize you have surrendered to an unseen force that keep you breathing and alive. As you pay attention to this breath that is breathing life into you, listen to your heartbeat and realize its beat is also beating without your control. With each breath and each beat of your heart love is with you, as you. The unseen force that never leaves you until your last breath has been given and your last heartbeat sounds, is love. So quite simply, to be alive is to be the solution and access to be "the change", to be "the hero", and to be your destiny. Will you see yourself this way? Will you see each other as this same possibility? Will you begin to believe it, create goals within it, make commitments to it, speak it, think it and be in the actions it? At C.O.R.E we call this an alignment process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cannot be the solution if we are not in alignment to the possibility of love. We have identified within the alignment process a way to balance the body energetically by using specific language within each energy center of the body. Our root, our foundation responds to what it needs to survive, so we speak to it as if we already have it. Our sacral, our creative center responds to honoring all of what want to experience, so we speak to what we will feel once it is created. Our solar plexus, our power responds to not doubting anything so we speak to it of what we undeniably can do. Our heart, responds to simply to loving everything. Our throat energy center responds to directive and affirming language. Our third eye responds to instructive perception based on our language and creates what its desires within the mind as realty. Our crown which is our connection to the divine responds in all our actions to speaking from what we know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a quick alignment to being the solution as love, here are some simple affirmations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have love- The Foundation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel love- The Creation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can love- The Action&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love love- The Dedication&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I speak love- The Communication&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see love- The Perception/Manifestation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know love- Wisdom- The Action of the Highest Self&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat these and feel them in your energetic being. 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line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;To be or not to be that is the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be or not to be that is the question. As a question it asks perhaps of mortality, destiny or demise. What might be the question if its answer were the same? As an answer the statement becomes a choice. We always have this choice; each of us has this same choice in each moment. Let us see “to be” as meaning in the action of our true self and “not to be” meaning either in non action or an action that is created from being out of alignment of our true self. These non actions become nonproductive or worse counter productive. Let’s stay out of the conundrum of the question and simply stay within the choice. Let’s be our values, highest serving beliefs, goals, commitments, affirmations, of the purest perspective and in inspired actions. &lt;br /&gt;Let’s stay within Hamlet for a moment…&lt;br /&gt;When are you being?&lt;br /&gt;As brevity is the soul of wit; when you are asking questions you are being.&lt;br /&gt;As the rest is silence; when you are listening you are being.&lt;br /&gt;As this above all; to thine own self be true; when you are authentic you are being.&lt;br /&gt;Let’s get to the point, listen well, and show up being you. This is you being your best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© Copyright 2008, Sandra Furber.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/810373909105008629-1008438263447677941?l=theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/1008438263447677941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2011/02/to-be-or-not-to-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/1008438263447677941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/1008438263447677941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2011/01/artistry-of-being.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/8811351336638696555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/8811351336638696555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2011/01/artistry-of-being.html' title='The ARTistry of BEing'/><author><name>Sandra Furber/ Jennifer Jacobs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05763356939515280689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/vwDVcqXq0WA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-810373909105008629.post-3944666357351531219</id><published>2011-01-15T06:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T10:26:25.370-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artistry of being'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sandra Furber'/><title type='text'>We are ARTists</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;We are all born with the ability to communicate in an unseen universal language. We all respond to Art in all its forms. Its communication with us is access to how we are also all connected. Each piece of Art unlocks universal understandings and truths as it accesses the unseen as its source. We are each the unseen and we are each also the source. The unseen and each of its creations are eternal.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;nbsp;What we experience on eARTh we do until we know it by heART. As each experience is inspired by the unseen we know its outcome is for us all. What we do we do for all and this is love. The unseen is also simply love.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;We are each born fluent and masterful in the unseen.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;We are each born Artists. Every thought and action is our Art eternally hung in the gallery of the infinite. Our unique expression of the unseen is our gift and is required, urgent, and called forward by the unseen. We are each here to reveal the unseen so our magnificence can be known. We matter and being here is the only evidence we need to know that. We are all here to reveal what is in between human and being.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Artistry is a way between human and being. Each story starts once upon a time, Artistry is living in 'the and.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;“Everything in life is vibration”- Einstein&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;The universe gives us a simple rainbow- a 7-color pallet and 7 note series of tones as a musical scale to create with.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Both give form and life to the unseen. As human beings we correspond energetically, vibrationally and in harmony with both. We are not only Artists with each thought and action we are also the medium. In truth, the power of color and sound is the essence of life. Our thoughts as vibration create form. Artistry is this awareness. &amp;nbsp;Awareness Realizing Transformation is each moment we are in. Allow music and colour to awaken our being &amp;nbsp;to this truth. Now activate and elevate all that is by throwing the &amp;nbsp;switch to 'on' that is within. &amp;nbsp;It is our own authority to do this, our choosing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Tune in to turn on the sound, colour and light that is you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;It is show time. Now is when we make the difference! We are each sold out with an unlimited run, everyone has paid and everyone is watching each moment we are in. Imagine also each of our performances are&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;inspiring other productions. Most can hear &amp;nbsp;and feel a scale and imagine the spectrum of the rainbow. We are also all living within 7 stories, 7 access points to transformation that correspond to sound and colour. The ARTistry of BEing illuminates the connection and harmony to all and all that is . It is simple &amp;nbsp;and has been created to have it's Mastery matter. We see a movement towards self awareness, not self help. We see ARTistry as a new genre for 2011. Imagine a symphony of awakened beings having the performance of a lifetime each moment we are in. We are here to witness its realization. We are casting now 24/7! &amp;nbsp;Please join the everlasting production of the ARTistry of BEing where everyone has a starring role!&lt;/span&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/810373909105008629-3944666357351531219?l=theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/3944666357351531219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2011/01/we-are-artists_15.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/3944666357351531219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/3944666357351531219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2011/01/we-are-artists_15.html' title='We are ARTists'/><author><name>Sandra Furber/ Jennifer Jacobs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05763356939515280689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-810373909105008629.post-4516227659509028883</id><published>2011-01-01T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T07:15:55.319-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ABC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awareness'/><title type='text'>ABC's of 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qRhfk_fz3x4/S241JfHL5kI/AAAAAAAAAAM/7y4LOucmDlQ/s1600-h/_DSC1207.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qRhfk_fz3x4/S241JfHL5kI/AAAAAAAAAAM/7y4LOucmDlQ/s320/_DSC1207.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 14px;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 14px;"&gt;BC’s of the 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Activate awareness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Breathe/believe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Create change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Design destiny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Exchange excellence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Forgive forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Give gratitude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have happiness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Imagine innate integrity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just journal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Keep kindheartedness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Linger in love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Make miracles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Notice need.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Open optimism.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Perfect presence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quantum quieting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Respect rights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Still silence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Transform today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Understand unity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Validate values.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Will wonder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;“X”perience “X”tacy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes to You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Zealously Zen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/810373909105008629-4516227659509028883?l=theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/4516227659509028883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/02/abcs-of-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/4516227659509028883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/4516227659509028883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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small;"&gt;How I dream and fantasize of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;The freedom to shed each layer&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;I close my eyes, cloak my cries&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Feeling heavy ready to tear&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Tears are streaming, dripping, ripping&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;The process provocatively begin&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Each tear, rips to tear, unraveling the disguise&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;The angered hate from promiscuous lies&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;This shedding; now a sharing&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Gifts to be realized, recognized in fact&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Each item discarded for all to remember&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;A connection to the resurrection of a brazen act&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;No stopping, each article sensually cast&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;This art form, the movement answering truth&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Each choice slowly carefully, reveals us stark naked&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Tearless waterfalls of love, fully awakened&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;What lies have been promiscuous?&amp;nbsp; Which ones will you stop today?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;What is your Ego claiming to be you?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;If you fully realized it and let it go, would it change how you see yourself?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;What experiences are you willing to share/shed today?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;What would your life look like if you would give these away?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;How will you move today that will answer your truth?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;As you shed the heaviness of these experiences, what do you see and feel?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Papyrus; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Just for today I stand stark naked, outfitted confidently in love&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/810373909105008629-9014911120326803670?l=theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/9014911120326803670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/11/ultimate-striptease.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/9014911120326803670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/9014911120326803670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/11/ultimate-striptease.html' title='The Ultimate Striptease'/><author><name>Sandra Furber/ Jennifer Jacobs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05763356939515280689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-810373909105008629.post-7551876633844322215</id><published>2010-11-16T10:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T06:58:16.164-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Listen only to LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Something tapped upon my shoulder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;By whispering through the air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Send someone some love today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Do it now I dare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Choose the one that has some doubt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The one we feel in pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Send it fast without a thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Do it know its gain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I listened to the nudge from high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I knew not what to give&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The perfect gift from what I lack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;My self to now forgive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Celebrations rang eternal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Continuing in my chest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It pounded it’s rhythm of respite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;At peace now I will rest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The universe urged to tap my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;By responding felt its surge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;My soul remembering the everlasting pulse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-CA" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Pure love to now emerge&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/810373909105008629-7551876633844322215?l=theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/7551876633844322215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/11/listen-only-to-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/7551876633844322215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/7551876633844322215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/11/listen-only-to-love.html' title='Listen only to LOVE'/><author><name>Sandra Furber/ Jennifer Jacobs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05763356939515280689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-810373909105008629.post-9079197044344512139</id><published>2010-09-28T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T06:59:23.687-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deep understanding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mirror'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='divine feminine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artistry of being'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sandra Furber'/><title type='text'>Unlock the Unknown</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12.0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12.0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;First let’s stop- from a personal experience tell what you see and feel, as if you have never seen it before. Stare into her eyes. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRhfk_fz3x4/TKItWjgVZMI/AAAAAAAAAA4/-ZjLjkpGu2c/s1600/See+adjacent+text.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRhfk_fz3x4/TKItWjgVZMI/AAAAAAAAAA4/-ZjLjkpGu2c/s320/See+adjacent+text.jpeg" width="211" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12.0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="display: inline !important; margin-bottom: 12pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are telling someone who has never seen this image... tell them&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who is she?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12.0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;What is she telling you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why is she important?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is her story?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;What what &amp;nbsp;you now because of her?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;This painting is known by most. We can unlock our own secrets, mysteries and the unknown within what we see when we look at her. Spend some time and feel what you see. What story wants to be told?&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The Mona Lisa is shrouded in mystery but what is true is her eyes will follow you no matter which angle you are looking at her from, just like when we look into a mirror. The painting’s&amp;nbsp; message is deep, as we can see ourselves in everything we see. Seeing into another reveals who we are based on what it is we see. It is what we see, notice and feel that will guide us. This experience is to reveal the divine feminine in each of us. Each time we do this experience we can with deeper understand allow all that is feminine to expand our awareness&amp;nbsp; and possibility in our life. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Now again we are to stop and look at something as a first experience, remembering &amp;nbsp;each moment is new always with new eyes, understandings and realizations. Each time we have an experience we deepen our awareness and with each awareness is we invite more possibility into our life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/810373909105008629-9079197044344512139?l=theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/9079197044344512139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/09/unlock-unknown.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/9079197044344512139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/9079197044344512139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/09/unlock-unknown.html' title='Unlock the Unknown'/><author><name>Sandra Furber/ Jennifer Jacobs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05763356939515280689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qRhfk_fz3x4/TKItWjgVZMI/AAAAAAAAAA4/-ZjLjkpGu2c/s72-c/See+adjacent+text.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-810373909105008629.post-8657436966818977114</id><published>2010-09-27T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T07:06:29.390-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journaling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Pen and Paper</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt;"&gt;PAPER and PEN&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;I did not know how little was known&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Without pages written a lifetime is gone&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Memories lost as empty pages are shown&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Nothing to share in this awakening dawn &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Empty pages are now but useless fears&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;So few keep an inheritance of records&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Lets us &lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt; use this paper to wipe away tears&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Know worlds of love are still found in your words&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;It takes but a moments to reflect with a pen&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Then endless moments of joy as you share&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;I’ll do it today and not one day when&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;To honor this lifetime with care&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;What layers of regret and loss are you willing to shed?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;What memories and thoughts could you save by keeping journals? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;What will you write about today and how will your day unfold, knowing it is being recorded?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;How will you unfold?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;What aspect of yourself are you ready to share?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Just for today I stop to write my thoughts, dreams and accomplishments&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Just for today my life is a best seller&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: -.5pt; tab-stops: 337.5pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Garamond;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/810373909105008629-8657436966818977114?l=theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/8657436966818977114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/09/pen-and-paper.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link 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href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000674818186#!/video/video.php?v=148981611798356"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000674818186#!/video/video.php?v=148981611798356&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May all your body parts dance and express this much joy today!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/810373909105008629-4492684954881484302?l=theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/4492684954881484302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/09/happy-hands.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/4492684954881484302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/810373909105008629-2691463556569624772?l=theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/2691463556569624772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/09/deeper-understanding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/2691463556569624772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/2691463556569624772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/09/deeper-understanding.html' title='A Deeper Understanding!'/><author><name>Sandra Furber/ Jennifer Jacobs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05763356939515280689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-810373909105008629.post-3324408547598087105</id><published>2010-09-15T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T05:33:03.783-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artistry of being'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sandra Furber'/><title type='text'>Hear the wisdom and here understand humanity</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m8q4A38uNLM"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine a dialogue from beyond between the universe and you. There is a wisdom from sadness and  its understandings are meant to be known by us all. Close you eyes and let yourself be what you hear. Hear the beauty and perfection of sadness and find the tipping point where it turns into joy. Hear also when joy turns to passion. Our life is just like this piece of music where all is connected, every part necessary to each moment we are in. Today connect the parts. Stay out of judging moments or our self good/bad, right/wrong, happy/sad. See each moment as the moment just before what it is you desire. Expand more fully today into the outcome and see each moments as perfectly leading to it. Remember it is our passion that drives dreams. Being passionate about what we do affirms we are the change, just as Beethoven knew he was changing the world one note at a time. We are also; each moment at a time creating our dream, our masterpiece.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h4DDtcKZOo0&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h4DDtcKZOo0&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/810373909105008629-3324408547598087105?l=theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/3324408547598087105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/09/hear-wisdom-and-here-understand.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/3324408547598087105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/3324408547598087105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/09/hear-wisdom-and-here-understand.html' title='Hear the wisdom and here understand humanity'/><author><name>Sandra Furber/ Jennifer Jacobs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05763356939515280689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-810373909105008629.post-4245899796371003976</id><published>2010-08-17T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T17:59:10.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WisdomFilm Trailer - Jyoti "Walk On"-inner-tainment</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i1.ytimg.com/vi/xgGUUmw08sM/hqdefault.jpg)"  width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xgGUUmw08sM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xgGUUmw08sM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" width="480" height="295" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/810373909105008629-4245899796371003976?l=theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/4245899796371003976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/08/wisdomfilm-trailer-jyoti-walk-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/4245899796371003976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/4245899796371003976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/08/wisdomfilm-trailer-jyoti-walk-on.html' title='WisdomFilm Trailer - Jyoti &quot;Walk On&quot;-inner-tainment'/><author><name>Sandra Furber/ Jennifer Jacobs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05763356939515280689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-810373909105008629.post-5478688165790730422</id><published>2010-07-27T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T06:37:54.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Create with and watch your Language</title><content type='html'>Watch your Language*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words have a vibration. What we say creates our reality.  If we watch what we say with more intention our reality will manifest more quickly to match what we say we desire.  Negativity is a very slippery slope.  We have all had a time we came back all pumped up from a seminar or great experience. We couldn’t wait to share it or find someone that would celebrate along with us in a great forwarding conversation. Pretty soon we would find our self complaining along with the market,or weather and back in he said, she said, or what they did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news is the slope is slippery both ways.  As we begin to speak in high vibrating positive words and thoughts it will astonish how quickly we align with clients, and colleagues and begin to have outcomes flow to and from each other with ease and joy. We already know this.  Our body responds to this language, we feel it and it energizes us. As we hear “Good for you” “You are amazing” “You did that!” “I am so proud of you” “You are inspiring” This changes how we feel. This changes our actions. This changes our knowing we do deserve what we want. This changes to our self being are we truly are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We know when ever harsh words have been spoken to us, we have also felt it. We are all probably feeling words from our child hood that still sting and continue to claim their victory over us.  No more. Let us restore our being and reclaim a part of our childhood by blessing all that said “Watch your language” to us. See them as the ones that were in possession of great wisdom, had respect for us and wanted the best for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, begin to practice this on our self first. Remember, we can never be too good to ourself, too abundant, too healthy or too inspired.  Scan over the words from the list called low vibrating words as a reference. Focus on the list of words that have a high vibration. Let us begin to insert them in into our language and into our personal affirmations. Choose language around the words that truly reflects our inner being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human consciousness calibrates at approximately 204.  Dr. Hawkins has categorized words that are linked to over all life-view, emotion and processes within each vibration. Example; life-view-hopeful, emotion-optimism, and process-intention. We will simply list words from lowest to highest for this purpose of this article.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the lowest Vibrating words in order of ascent- think of the language within these words that are present in our life. Simply observe as we are reading these to see how we feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shame, disgrace, embarrassment, despising, miserable, humiliation, demeaning, elimination, guilt, fault, remorse, vindictive, evil, blame, destruction, apathy, boredom, laziness, condemning, hopeless, despair, abdication, grief, sorrow, unhappiness, disdainful, tragic, regret, despondency, fear, panic, dread, punitive, frightening, anxiety, withdrawal, denying, disappointing, craving, enslavement, anger, irritation, annoyance, vengeful , craving, enslavement, pride, indifferent, demanding, scorn, courage, permitting, feasible, affirmation, empowerment brings us to neutral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Affirming empowerment brings us to neutral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the highest vibrating words in order of ascent- think of the language within these words that are present in our life. Simply observe as you are reading and see how we feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neutrality, enabling, satisfactory, trust, release, willingness, inspiring, hopeful, optimism, intention, acceptance, merciful, harmonious, forgiveness, transcendent, reason, wise, meaningful, understanding, abstraction, love, loving, benign, gentle, compassionate,  reverence, revelation, joy, one, complete, serenity, transfiguration, peace, all-being, perfect, bliss, illumination, enlightenment, self, is, ineffable, and pure consciousness brings us to the highest vibration we are to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is us. This all of us now. The body heals itself within these words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These words are for us to create a sentence to stay above neutral in our day. Completing this and saying our sentence over and over will have us remember our purpose and who we are. This distinction has us now know what the greatest human beings in history knew. Think about that and embrace it. As we choose your language carefully we become inspired and become inspiring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example: “I go through my day in joy, perfect and complete within my intention of being the best illuminating love and understanding peace.” Sandra Furber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay with thoughts that inspire us, our family and our life. Observe the other thoughts as evidence we are not on the path of your desire. To stay present, focus on the words above neutral. We are not in the moment when we are within the words and language below neutral. The past is our illusion.  Only now is real. When speak our truth it is creation now. Watch your language!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*the calibrations of the words come from Dr. David Hawkin's Power Vs. Force.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© Copyright MMVII by FurberCoaching.com (a division of Furber Real Estate Ltd.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/810373909105008629-5478688165790730422?l=theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/5478688165790730422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/07/create-with-and-watch-your-language.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/5478688165790730422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/5478688165790730422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/07/create-with-and-watch-your-language.html' title='Create with and watch your Language'/><author><name>Sandra Furber/ Jennifer Jacobs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05763356939515280689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-810373909105008629.post-634955638135632478</id><published>2010-07-26T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T07:08:07.678-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artistry of being'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sandra Furber'/><title type='text'>New Day Knew Way</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Faith and surrender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Exchanges all time and space&lt;br /&gt;With a granting of now&lt;br /&gt;One singular moment&lt;br /&gt;At a time&lt;br /&gt;To do with what we choose&lt;br /&gt;This is offered&lt;br /&gt;With each breath&lt;br /&gt;That is given with its trust&lt;br /&gt;This same opportunity&lt;br /&gt;Is offered to all&lt;br /&gt;With each exact breath&lt;br /&gt;Another chance, another change&lt;br /&gt;Each having the same authority&lt;br /&gt;Equal in power&lt;br /&gt;Equal in what is created&lt;br /&gt;One breath decides to surrender&lt;br /&gt;To exchange and change all to love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: 11px;"&gt; © Copyright 2007, Sandra&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/810373909105008629-634955638135632478?l=theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/634955638135632478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/07/new-day-knew-way.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/634955638135632478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/634955638135632478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/07/new-day-knew-way.html' title='New Day Knew Way'/><author><name>Sandra Furber/ Jennifer Jacobs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05763356939515280689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-810373909105008629.post-5169697761411722437</id><published>2010-07-26T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T08:39:53.034-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Violin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beethoven'/><title type='text'>Imagine what the Soul sounds like!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JdYGmPH9fcs"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JdYGmPH9fcs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/810373909105008629-5169697761411722437?l=theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/5169697761411722437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/07/imagine-what-soul-sounds-like.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/5169697761411722437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/5169697761411722437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/07/imagine-what-soul-sounds-like.html' title='Imagine what the Soul sounds like!'/><author><name>Sandra Furber/ Jennifer Jacobs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05763356939515280689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-810373909105008629.post-1340248645962271702</id><published>2010-07-21T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T07:08:53.857-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Free Will'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artistry of being'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sandra Furber'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Freedom'/><title type='text'>Free Will- Freedom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We are all Artists. The medium we use is our life and our canvas in the universe. Remember we are an extraordinary unique expression. We are all here creating with permanence forever changing the masterpiece that is eternity. We are here to choose to live in this awareness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;ART – Awareness Realizing Transformation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;As Artists, when we change our awareness a new perception and perspective can inspire an original thought action and outcome. ART accesses who we are being. Who we are being affects everything we are doing. &amp;nbsp;The freedom of our expression is our fulfillment. Expressing from freedom is our destiny. &amp;nbsp;As we let our thoughts soar to the vantage point of love every solution reveals itself. Today's solution is Free Will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Like a bird trapped against its will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;All will still stay the same until&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It realizes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Its own free will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Free will; the ability to choose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Without to exist, exit, excuse, loose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Thoughts fuse to rouse revealing choice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Power realized as each moment’s voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Sings free will as freedom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Choice and action as its kingdom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Never again against its will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Sill only until desire fulfills goodwill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It now stays in what it says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Sings the way to play on this new day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Freeing freedom willing a knew way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Here may the stillness hear its triumphant ray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/810373909105008629-1340248645962271702?l=theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/1340248645962271702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/07/we-are-all-artists.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/1340248645962271702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/1340248645962271702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/07/we-are-all-artists.html' title='Free Will- Freedom'/><author><name>Sandra Furber/ Jennifer Jacobs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05763356939515280689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-810373909105008629.post-8442102977688408557</id><published>2010-07-01T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T07:09:20.846-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artistry of being'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sandra Furber'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creation'/><title type='text'>ART-just is!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;MASTERPIECES HAVE NO EGO. Ohhhhh… Do you ever notice a piece of art, not having an ego, does not pick up any baggage throughout its life to cloud its original intent? It is what it is. This seems to make it effortless to see the multitudes of unlimited aspects its meaning holds and in that, its message and beauty. It is also easy to accept it fully without a need to second guess or change it. Art is considered so sacred that one would never altering or fixing what is sees. What would it be like to simply see ourselves as we are and within in that space of acceptance, see the perfection we have always been? If we can get back to our original state, the clarity of who we are will allow others to also fully realize and remember who they really are. It is in this exact moment that we become the masterpiece and the artist in our own life. Our meaning will have clarity and in its simplicity, love will be realized. &amp;nbsp;Finally our beauty will be known as we hear the whisper.... be-you-too-full. &amp;nbsp;Just us, no other, the original.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;In our original state we were created from the image of pure love, greater than any physical masterpiece we have ever seen. We are an original, the uiniverse was the artist, and the medium was love, period. We are that which inspired every Master 's word we admire. Please allow these words of truth to begin to remove some of the layers we all must shed. Where do we begin? We begin with simple questions and honest answers, each intending to cast, a layer that prevents our true essence to be known. Isn’t it perfect that cast means to shed and also to radiate? In the casting, as in sculpture, what we will remove will unveil with clarity our ultimate image. If we can boldly strip back to our souls, we know our gifts will be known by all, and that our life will truly have made a difference. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Haven’t we been waiting to hear that this power has been ours all along and that we ourselves can reveal our own truth and beauty? Let your answers and affirmations become you, as you become the master artist in your own life. You are already all you intended to be. This is just a reminder of the joy to reveal you as a masterpiece. You will unveil yourself over and over again, discovering the most irreplaceable, fearless, and beguiling being. Let us instead of being knights in full armor charging our way through life become dazed full of amour charging through the night, living in power, on purpose and in divine beauty. We will not only see the masterpieces we are, but create a life that we will proudly dance across, signing it, as an artist would with boldness and love. We only think we haven’t already been doing this. Let’s begin the conscious creation of our self and our life as a Masterpiece. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;IN THE BEGINNING THERE WAS THE WORD…… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;What will you say today! Create with the word and create a new world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/810373909105008629-8442102977688408557?l=theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/8442102977688408557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/07/art-just-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/8442102977688408557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/8442102977688408557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/07/art-just-is.html' title='ART-just is!'/><author><name>Sandra Furber/ Jennifer Jacobs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05763356939515280689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-810373909105008629.post-130564207453864242</id><published>2010-06-30T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T05:46:14.852-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mirror'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wonderwall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='transformation'/><title type='text'>The Mirror our Wonderwall- the greatest tool of understanding.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6hzrDeceEKc&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6hzrDeceEKc&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/810373909105008629-130564207453864242?l=theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/130564207453864242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/06/mirror-our-wonderwall-greatest-tool-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/130564207453864242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/130564207453864242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/06/mirror-our-wonderwall-greatest-tool-of.html' title='The Mirror our Wonderwall- the greatest tool of understanding.'/><author><name>Sandra Furber/ Jennifer Jacobs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05763356939515280689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-810373909105008629.post-7178892321418089969</id><published>2010-06-29T17:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T07:10:16.947-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surrender'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sandra Furber'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uncovered'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Surrender Dorothy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;She was searching and lost. Aren't we all and&amp;nbsp;so tired of “Who am I?”, or the more frustrating “Why am I…the way I am?” The answers would be so simple if the heaviness of fear, anger, judgement, and isolation could be stripped or chipped away. We would absolutely and easily reveal ourselves as rare, beautiful, pieces of art. The experience of stripping away our old beliefs and negative thoughts one by one would expose our sumptuous, spectacular and sacred self. What would it be like to discover our self unveiled; the intoxicating image and the precision of love's creation? We believe it is everyone’s birthright to be able to stare into their own eyes and know their perfection, power, purpose and beauty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Why do we not already know this? We live continuously accepting what life has added to us, as us, when we should know who we really are lies in the depth of our being. We can even pretend we k&lt;em&gt;now&lt;/em&gt; this, yet this is how we must now &lt;em&gt;live&lt;/em&gt;. From this word forward surrender to the truth… we are a Masterpiece, a priceless and supreme work of art. We are that which&amp;nbsp; inspires the greatest artist the universe has ever known. This artist to be eternally know as&amp;nbsp;LOVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We now realize our lives, experiences, challenges, pain, loss, and betrayals, to name a few, have encased our pure soul in layers and layers of masking. The mask becomes the form we no longer see out from or be seen because of. Who we are becomes measured by the results of these daily misperceptions. This then adds layers to make our form more dense and we become, literally, more dense. Who we are is clouded, veiled, and covered like some sort of human collage. If beauty seems to be found in its simplicity or what isn’t there, we must have the courage to accept the profoundness of living stripped to the soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We all know this frustration. We can feel the need to cry out but because of the medium that is packed around us, all that is ever heard, muffling through, resembles a sigh rather than enragement. When asked how we are, we declare fine and what we mean by that is the ambiguity of the line that we have drawn across the sand. Will we take a stand for our greatness, fight for living in joy? We must become disarmed, unveiled, and naked to give ourself the full power we have been battling against. The truth is we will remember our strength as we become uncovered, without the false protection that has actually been causing the deception of our weakness or inabilities. Can you begin to unravel the truth by answering this… was the Wicked Witch of the West really wicked by using fear to have Dorothy surrender to her inherent power?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Either way you look at it, surrendering to our greatness and surrendering the faith in each others greatness is our ultimate&amp;nbsp;freedom and will access&amp;nbsp;our purest&amp;nbsp;extraordinary expression!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/810373909105008629-7178892321418089969?l=theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/7178892321418089969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/06/surrender-dorothy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/7178892321418089969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/7178892321418089969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/06/surrender-dorothy.html' title='Surrender Dorothy'/><author><name>Sandra Furber/ Jennifer Jacobs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05763356939515280689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-810373909105008629.post-2055634368827795200</id><published>2010-06-22T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T07:10:47.165-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artistry of being'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sandra Furber'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ACTION'/><title type='text'>Being in Action keeps you in creation and out of reaction.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"To know and not do is to not know"-Socrates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Being in action is how we demonstrate who we are. Being in action is the reflection of what we know, not as an interest or principal, but as a way of life. Being in action is being in the world and the foundation of everything that exists as we know it. How we ACT&amp;nbsp;or our actions demonstrate who we are. Our direction comes not from each role or circumstance we find our self in,&amp;nbsp;but from our self. We must start directing our own actions from the greatest outcome we each desire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We all have heard how we do anything, is how we do everything. Being careless in one area will finds itself in another. Practicing being present and aware will find its way into every facet of life. Let the way we do something be more important than what we do. Creating from the intention of&amp;nbsp; the greatest&amp;nbsp;way, will keep us present and in action.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Each action we take is creation. Its form will manifest more quickly if we honor every action in this way. When we are in the action of our being, having thoughts that support what we are doing we create consciously.&amp;nbsp;Creating consciously creates energy that we can feel and others can feel also. When we are ourselves fully&amp;nbsp;creating and not reacting we become present to a&amp;nbsp;power we all&amp;nbsp; know as inspiration. Here is&amp;nbsp; when we are now knowing and doing. What we know is, what it is&amp;nbsp;we do as our own unique expression changes everything. What &lt;em&gt;we&lt;/em&gt; do no else can do&amp;nbsp;the way we can do it. We are a one of a kind creating original moments all day long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;On the other hand if our actions are based on reaction we are creating from not knowing. This is why days can go by and we won’t be able to tell anyone what we have done. We don’t set out to consciously react to our day. It simply becomes a habit and it keeps us very busy believing we are also accomplishing a lot and therefore creating our own anundance. No one will ever received a check from “Busy INC” for all this kind of work. Today we break this habit. Today we declare we direct our day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We must value our day and time. We must value how much we are dedicated to the best outcome within every committment and each way we contribute. We must value our need to make a difference in this life changing process and stay in action. We must value and honor the ability to assist someone else and maintain a thoughtful course of action in their life by being the example.What would we do right now if our example would help another?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We can only show up fully by being in action in our work, community and family. We didn’t sign up for the top of a mountain peak. We said we would boldly be the change and to each day be a contribution and commitment to greatness. We said we would be the example in our own way. We said we would help others remember who they are also by demonstrating our own integrity and grace. We said that, we know that, so now let’s do that. Make Socrates proud. Make yourself proud. Be in action. Help someone today find their way by doing what we do our way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;© Copyright MMVII by FurberCoaching.com (a division of Furber Real Estate Ltd.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/810373909105008629-2055634368827795200?l=theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/2055634368827795200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/06/being-in-action-keeps-you-in-creation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/2055634368827795200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/2055634368827795200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/06/being-in-action-keeps-you-in-creation.html' title='Being in Action keeps you in creation and out of reaction.'/><author><name>Sandra Furber/ Jennifer Jacobs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05763356939515280689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-810373909105008629.post-1444323775289565797</id><published>2010-06-22T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T07:11:27.513-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reaction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artistry of being'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sandra Furber'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creation'/><title type='text'>Reaction vs. Creation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;When we notice something we have shifted into the observer. Without this shift we are like a car with no streering or brakes. As we observe we remain&amp;nbsp;in a powerful position to create by choosing&amp;nbsp;from our highest self. It is like we pull over for a moment and pull out the map again.&amp;nbsp;Each time we just observe we create the space in which to respond and not react. Reaction is the language and action of the Ego. Reaction is the manufacturer of all that we do not desire. Every time we react in a moment we allow whatever is the pattern, to become more ingrained in ourselves. A reaction of anger gives us more to be angry about. A reaction of lack has more lack show up. A reaction of doubt has us feeling uninspired. Inspiration can show up in the moment we observe. When we create space or a pause as an observation we disconnect thoughts and patterns that exist in ourselves. Energetically it is like pulling a plug and taking away all the charge the situation has.&amp;nbsp;In other words observation is an order to stop what is happening and start creating from what we desire. To respond is creation. You now have a choice in each moment. This choice is reaction or creation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;As we become mindful and choose to be the observer whenever we are experiencing something negative, it weakens the strength and power of an old thought that has brought us this experience. Without connecting it to the automatic reaction it has nothing to exist upon. Without a reaction we begin to stop all attraction to similar situations or circumstances. As we observe we powerfully stop the perpetuation of the thoughts or patterns that have defined us as our experiences. This alone is change and a new creation for our self.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;As powerful growth seeking beings let's add to observation yet another tool. Remember our core values again. For example think of grace, love, freedom, service, or empowerment. What if they were pulled from of our awareness and accessed in the moment of observation? What would that moment then bring? Our core values are now the tools we sculpt each moment with. We co create with the universe what we choose in the moment of the observation. We now create and control the observation. We create with our core values everything we want to experience. We control every experience because we know we are responsible as we always have choice. Notice our language invites our true self as we hear the word responsible. As far as I know there is no word in our language coming even close to “reactable”. Ask yourself in the observation what would grace do or say? What would empowerments do or say? Insert your core values into these questions each time you observe and watch everything you create from the observation. We now have an even more powerful choice to make. We can be the observer or activate our core values into our experience each time we choose to be the observer. This is a huge distinction. Now let's play with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;© Copyright MMVII by FurberCoaching.com (a division of Furber Real Estate Ltd.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/810373909105008629-1444323775289565797?l=theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/1444323775289565797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/06/reaction-vs-creation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/1444323775289565797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/1444323775289565797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/06/reaction-vs-creation.html' title='Reaction vs. Creation'/><author><name>Sandra Furber/ Jennifer Jacobs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05763356939515280689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-810373909105008629.post-3045211479954612233</id><published>2010-06-18T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T14:31:11.206-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hero'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artistry of being'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sandra Furber'/><title type='text'>Everyone is a Coach</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;This article is inspired by you and what you are doing right now to change the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much awareness do&amp;nbsp;we have of what others discover and become because of us? Every moment our actions offer the example, the challenge, or inspiration to change others for good. Equally our actions as the example can invite apathy, indifference or unresponsiveness keeping others where they are which is for Ego’s good. Sometimes unconsciously there is a choice to stay in actions that keep things as they are. These actions then reflect back to us from others assuring that things do stay as they are. Ego does not know&amp;nbsp;change. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change offers a new perspective or inspires a new experience which defies fear. Fear wants us to believe in an illusion that all is&amp;nbsp;constant. We know change is the only constant. Do we have the courage to stay in actions that truly inspire creating everyone in our life to be as powerful as they can be? This is change. Others change in the presence of change. Change is the constant. It is&amp;nbsp;truth, growth, and evolution. Action is change. Change is action. Inspired action takes place when we see we are being stopped by fear. We feel fear for an instant only when we don’t for that moment believe in love. Only love is real. Change is love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are being watched. We also are doing the watching. How we observe our self is creating even what we are doing. We stay productive and in action when we see and feel the results as&amp;nbsp;being good. What do you say to yourself all day long? How much goes right and how much goes wrong? What is right right now? What is great right now? What are you proud of right now? What is someone learning from you right now? What is your affect on what are doing right now? As you stay here right now you are your higher self. Feel the presence of this moment. If you slip out of this moment, the moment has&amp;nbsp;grabbed onto the past by the Ego.&amp;nbsp;This moment is it us in the actions of our inner being responding to your values, dreams and destiny. Our actions in this moment can only be from love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We know we are not in the moment for example, when Ego lets us see others as having less wisdom so we seem smart, having less abundance so we seem rich, or being less gifted so we think we are in control. Notice how smart, rich and in control depends precisley on one fixed moment in time. Also, as we believe this we hold others in place just so we stay in a place of illusion that is better than them. Also the more we hold others in place to keep our place, the more we believe all of this will stay as it is. Fear all of sudden stops the actions that have brought us to this moment of success because Ego lets us feel pretty good about our self. Try as we may to keep things as they are and we will bump up against the ones that do not buy into fear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like you, they are the super heroes. They teach us that no one defines them or labels them. They actually enjoy taking steps and action towards their own success because they have learned to see where and how Ego shows up. They simply see Ego as a force to love and the reminder they are anything but what Ego is presenting in the moment. Wisdom, abundance and being gifted are timeless occurrences in the moment of their thought. Slipping out of the moment takes us down a slide which leads no where and seems to never stop. Staying in the moment takes us straight to purpose, presence, possibility and fulfilled potential that truly goes on and on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People stay the same until there has been an invitation to choose change. When we are stopped it is fear trying to keep things as they are. To make a difference we simply offer change which is love creating everything in its path. Not everyone knows they have a choice. Our actions can tell of another way, of greatness, of ease, of abundance, of fun and of more joy. Our actions become our own and someone else’s coach. Doing something different, extraordinary, and unexpected will lead us to&amp;nbsp;discovery. Discovery becomes a new possibility for something that was not probable before. Every action allows the universe to respond. We will never know until an action has been taken what the result will be. What will you do now? Let the universe reveal a miracle right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, how much awareness do we have of what we can learn and become because of others? Everyone moment of our day those we meet and have contact with are also offering examples, challenges and inspiration for us. Stay aware of all that is in our presence. See all of it as a reflection to be the change and maintain the flow&amp;nbsp;from the source of all possibility, love. Our commitment to fearlessness and action is changing consciousness in ways we need not comprehend. In our actions today feel fearlessness. We offer two choices for today , see the super hero in others and change the world. Let others and their actions allow us to see our self as the super hero ready to change the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the hero and thank you for allowing change in me. Please forward to all the great coaches in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandra Furber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/810373909105008629-3045211479954612233?l=theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/3045211479954612233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/06/everyone-is-coach.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/3045211479954612233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/3045211479954612233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/06/everyone-is-coach.html' title='Everyone is a Coach'/><author><name>Sandra Furber/ Jennifer Jacobs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05763356939515280689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-810373909105008629.post-9120574851576190123</id><published>2010-06-15T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T07:11:49.819-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perception'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perspective'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='choice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artistry of being'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sandra Furber'/><title type='text'>STRESS- a mess of distress or a choice to master the art of start!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;STRESS-&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;tart &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;o &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;espond &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;xperience &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;uccess &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ilently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Stress can&amp;nbsp;stop us. We feel it and know it. It can slowly creep into our awareness or knock us down in one quick moment. Once it is recognized it has connected to the part of the mind that can do something about it. Most will continue in its experience and &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;react &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;within their pattern of stress, reflecting in their actions and outcomes. What would happen if we started to &lt;b&gt;respond&lt;/b&gt; instead? Response is a choice. When we choose how we will respond we are once again in our power. Choice is available to each of us and our greatest resource. Choice is ultimate freedom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;How we choose to respond will be in relationship to our goals and values. We can begin with a quick list of what is important right now to allow accessing a response from the self &amp;nbsp;that will immediately put us back on track, in our fullness and as our powerful unique expression. When we give our self freedom to find importance within our greatest contributions and when we dare our self to stare at what means the most, we unleash possibility.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We react from the Ego and we respond from our highest self. Practicing this distinction will strengthen us and our power within our self. This strength will have us respond more quickly and more often as our power. Who we will be in relationship to our dreams and each moment will be the response &amp;nbsp;and experince of our powerful unique expression.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;What if our response was to experience success silently? Our perception causes our experience. If we pull back from the situation that has caused the stress and watch it from its grandest out come, we change the perspective. This immediately changes our perception. Let us imagine our grandest perspective; we changed the world, we were here for a reason, we contributed to all of humanity, we create a community that supported each other to access their greatness and we allowed the freedom or our truth to guide us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Create a list of accomplishments from this perspective. Imagine they are true and spend time when stressed in their thoughts. See, feel and know them as&amp;nbsp;your truth and creation. The vibration of thought from the mind will begin to create their reality. Instead of stress stopping us, and creating more to be stressed about let us stop to start powerfully responding to what is happening. Let us also stop and grant ourselves moments which silently honor the success we are by knowing our goals and values.&amp;nbsp;Let us&amp;nbsp;not be stopped by stress by believing our unique expression that dreams is a gift to all of mankind. Stress is also simply &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;ituations &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;o &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;eflect &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;xperiences &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;topping &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;uccess. Reflect and respond. Start NOW! Be in the actions of all your dreams!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Sandra Furber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/810373909105008629-9120574851576190123?l=theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/9120574851576190123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/06/stress-mess-of-distress-or-choice-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/9120574851576190123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/9120574851576190123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/06/stress-mess-of-distress-or-choice-to.html' title='STRESS- a mess of distress or a choice to master the art of start!'/><author><name>Sandra Furber/ Jennifer Jacobs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05763356939515280689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-810373909105008629.post-7748465450695926517</id><published>2010-06-10T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T07:12:19.965-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ART'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YOU'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artistry of being'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sandra Furber'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='transformation'/><title type='text'>Still Life- You are ART</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Life is a mysterious adventure and our greatest teacher. We also hear, with this life experience, you will get from it what you put into it. We are requesting nothing be more important than you at this time. So please be generous, enthusiastic and eager for the miracles that are about to unfold. Be eager and excited because the secret and system are about to unfold to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Become quiet within yourself. Allow a pure stillness to envelop you. Restore a calm deep from within you. Breathe. Feel awareness and begin and know what you feel, is you. You are the system, you are success and you are the secret to life. The more time you spend in the space of this awareness the more you will know this to be true. The more truth you allow the more present you become. Truth resides now. The truth is your life is to teach, remind and show you your magnificence and purpose. Your life is exactly designed for you to be the one you are now. You are the one that is here to help and make a difference. Your purpose is to do your way. So if what you put into life you get out, put you in your life fully, and watch miracles unfold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;You are creating every moment. Most are creating from what they believe themselves to be based on what has happened in the past. The past is a great resource. If our life is to allow our magnificence, the past must be accepted and seen as experiences that are simply saying to us, in the form of events and circumstances, “You are greater than you know”. So be great, be excited and be you. Be inspired that you are the one you will look up to, and you are the only one you should aspire to be. Set your intention for more clarity on your unique talents. Watch for them to surface as a reminder to you. Begin to integrate these into your work and life. You will begin to stop the need to compare and start fulfilling a need to stay aware.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;In 2001 we were working with Deepak Chopra in a very small Mastermind meeting. He asked us to get a partner and to go through these three simple questions. The purpose was to deepen our understanding of ourselves. Each question was to be asked 10 times in a row. We sat facing each other and when he said begin, the one asking the question would lean in and whisper into the partners ear, “Who are you?.” When we answered they would ask it again. Each response became more defining and more specific. It is like the person asking the question is playing the role of the universe. Remember, ask and it is given. The ultimate response is “So be it”... as in so it is done and be that which you say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;This is fun to do. Here are the questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Who are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;What do you want?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;What is your gift?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/810373909105008629-7748465450695926517?l=theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/7748465450695926517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/06/still-life-you-are-art.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/7748465450695926517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/7748465450695926517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/06/still-life-you-are-art.html' title='Still Life- You are ART'/><author><name>Sandra Furber/ Jennifer Jacobs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05763356939515280689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-810373909105008629.post-6916149145107937728</id><published>2010-06-10T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T07:12:43.405-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Being'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artistry of being'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sandra Furber'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='transformation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PRESENCE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='now'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ACTION'/><title type='text'>Live not in a Yes or No world.Live Yes or NOW!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;All we have is choice in each moment. The choice to take action, create, listen, share, or feel becomes the communication and our unique expression. These choices take on a certain quality based on the moment we are in. When the quality is felt as a negative expression the moment has linked itself to other moments in the past not yet cleared or understood. Energetically the expression slows down so much it almost stops which prevents all solutions from revealing themselves. This stuck feeling is meant to reflect on the source or root thought causing the feeling. It is not meant to fuel the current situation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;When here we must stop, breathe and realize new energy from the present moment is what is required to resolve and shift the situation to a positive outcome. There is always time to later review what triggered the emotion and why. We are all looking for agreement and to be validated. Hearing no as disagreement or rejection can stop all possibility. Some live in a yes no black and white world. If so what if no could be now heard as know. Let that shift open the door to the next possibility; a yes or now world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Yes is enthusiasm, excitement and a win-win. Energetically it is quick and full of possibility and miracles. So quite simply to stay in the flow of solutions and a positive expression give yourself only two choices yes or now. 'Yes' to answer “is my expression inspiring actions that are in alignment with my goals and values?" 'Now' to answer “where do solutions and greatness exists?" Now is action. Actions that take place from a conscious choice in the present moment are inspired actions. Now accesses what&amp;nbsp;you&amp;nbsp;already know and to already know the solution.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Stay present to stay in the power of choice. Here make a new choice, from yes or now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Here,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Sandra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/810373909105008629-6916149145107937728?l=theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/6916149145107937728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/06/live-not-in-yes-or-no-worldlive-in-yes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/6916149145107937728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/6916149145107937728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/06/live-not-in-yes-or-no-worldlive-in-yes.html' title='Live not in a Yes or No world.Live Yes or NOW!!'/><author><name>Sandra Furber/ Jennifer Jacobs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05763356939515280689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-810373909105008629.post-7399849316047922455</id><published>2010-06-04T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T07:05:26.876-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ART'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artistry of being'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sandra Furber'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jennifer Jacobs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='possibility'/><title type='text'>The Land of Possiblity is found in Art!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Our lives are masterpieces within the masterpiece that is the Universe. Art in the traditional sense takes a moment created from thought, an idea, or the imagination to communicate something. This something finds its way to a place of feeling. It is within this place that resides the space which allows us all to respond to music, sculpture, painting, dance, theatre and film. &amp;nbsp;Art touches and speaks to us in a Universal language, a form of expression and understanding without limits. We are each living forms of art, a continuous manifestation of art, each sharing this same space within. In each moment we are the creation, the inspiration, or in appreciation of living forms of art. Therefore being alive can be seen as Artistry in motion. Art becomes our life as its form affects the buildings we live with, clothes we choose to wear and all we do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;When we feel a response to art, we are experiencing something greater than our individual self. As it resonates within it finds its source, which is at the heart of all creation. When we feel a melody, see from an image, or allow a movement to touch us, the source we feel is the source of all that is. As we connect to this source we remember we are a medley, a vibrational being of color and sound. In this place we truly are the artists and visionaries of our world. Our movements and the way we touch become a dance, an expression which is pure and unique. This source, the medium from which we all create, is simply and profoundly…Love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The Artistry is remembering we are Love and the source of everything we know to be is Love. When we remember this, we see life clearly and know that all is well. When we are able to visit life with neutrality, each experience can be seen as an expression of Love. It is in these moments, when we feel and remember Love; we resonate and know its’ truth. When we deny Love’s presence we lose our ability to access or feel what is real. To create our life as a masterpiece, as the artists, we simply surrender to the unknown and unseen. We open to see and understand the purpose of all things. Even in the contrasts of life there is purpose. Artists know of contrast, they utilize and accept this. It is why there is black and white, loud and soft, high and low, fast and slow, up and down, dark and light, more and less, movement and motionlessness, despair and joy, fear and love and also solitude and solidarity. It is all available for us to utilize. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The place where all is available is the l-and of full possibility. It is a world where a word invites the extra-ordinary. Adding the source of love combing with the awareness of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; invites more to be known and a new world and playground reveal it self. When we land here we stand in awareness to expand to a grandness. Adding and, has us experince, know and access a greater perspective and greater perception. Add and we add to our awareness. We have access to see what is right now and our as our life is complete, happily ever after, we are the hero, and the one that transformed the world. Know there is access to the full picture as we stay in our true state of love and as we &lt;strong&gt;w&lt;/strong&gt;-ork as our pl-&lt;strong&gt;ay&lt;/strong&gt; as the &lt;strong&gt;way.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/810373909105008629-7399849316047922455?l=theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/7399849316047922455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/06/land-of-possiblity-is-found-in-art.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/7399849316047922455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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that you may not win.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And trying when you know you can lose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Honor is standing for what you believe-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Not for what you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Life isn't about living without problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Life is about solving problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;If you plow the field everyday-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The only thing that grows is resentment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Compassion is passion with a heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The only thing in the whole universe people need to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Control are their attitudes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;How a person wins and loses is much more important &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Than how much a person wins and loses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;If you only do what you know you can do-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;You never do very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;There are no failures-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Just experiences and your reactions to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Getting what you want is not nearly as important &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;As giving what you have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Going on a journey with a map requires following&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Directions-Going on a journey without a map requires following &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Talent without humility is wasted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;If you don't want it bad enough to risk losing it-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;You don't want it bad enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;When life knocks you down you have two choices-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Stay down or get up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/810373909105008629-3443225929522241447?l=theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/3443225929522241447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-810373909105008629.post-5274374451709104775</id><published>2010-03-15T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T05:25:22.776-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sandra Furber'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jennifer Jacobs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ego'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='possibility'/><title type='text'>Let Go</title><content type='html'>As we let go, we let go of the EGO. As we do that the EGO can also be. In this space of letting go the unknow becomes known. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to the instructions as if your true self was speaking to you. Let go. Without a word, let go. Let go of fear. Let go of judgments. Let go of the confluence of opinions swarming around the head. Let go of the committee of indecision within. Let go of all the "right" reasons. Wholly and completely, without hesitation or worry, just let go to hear our voice, the voice of our divine self clear without the chatter of the EGO. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask anyone for advice, don't search the scriptures, just let go. Let go of all the memories that hold us back. Let go of the anxiety that keeps us from moving forward. Let go of the planning and all the calculations about how to do it just right. Don't promise to let go. Don't journal about it. Don't write the projected date in a Day-Timer. Make no public announcement and put no ad in the paper. Don't check the weather report or read the daily horoscope. Just let go. Don't analyze whether we should let go. Don't call friends to discuss the matter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't utter one word. Just let go. No one will be around when it happens. There will be no applause or congratulations. No thanks or praise. No one will notice a thing. Like a leaf falling from a tree, just let go. There will be no effort. There will be no struggle. It isn't good. It isn't bad. It is what it is, and it is just that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the space of letting go, let it all be. Allow a small smile. Let go to let all be known and felt. The unknown holds the space of creation. The unknown is the space for our authority and voice to declare what is. Here in the unknown we know our self, see our self and here we hear what is true. Within the sacred unknown, we are known&amp;nbsp;and met with love. The sacred unknown is a sanctuary of wisdom and truth. Let go, let it all go. Release what grips and what is in our grips. Open our hands and feel the space of the unknown. Let these same hands be of creation, free to create, open always to the unlimited and possible. Let go of impossible and feel I'm possible. Let go. Now stop. Notice. Feel our selves as miracle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/810373909105008629-5274374451709104775?l=theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/5274374451709104775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/03/let-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/5274374451709104775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/5274374451709104775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/03/let-go.html' title='Let Go'/><author><name>Sandra Furber/ Jennifer Jacobs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05763356939515280689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-810373909105008629.post-1757500317517810770</id><published>2010-03-06T09:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T05:41:57.030-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='revelation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ART'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artistry of being'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sandra Furber'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michaelangelo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='transformation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Masterpiece'/><title type='text'>UNCOVERED- the Masterpiece YOU!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Love uncovers the truth by simply illuminating it. The truth is love is a stream of brilliant thought that will dissolve the veils to reveal the masterpiece we and our life have always been. Love is an unbridled artist that distracts our attention from the everyday to show us we have a purpose. It has been a long journey to discover this. Many rocks were turned over before we remembered what Michelangelo did to create David. He lifted nothing in search of his masterpiece; he simply liberated that which was already there. How much time do we waste actually under the rock justifying our search of self, only to forget what we’re searching for and then just stay there? This is about getting the lessons from the rock and freeing the masterpiece. We are here to remember we are the finest form of art, an original, an absolute divine creation. We are that which inspires the art we have become awestruck by. We need to see ourselves as the source, the light of love, masterfully achieving brilliance, with dimension and clarity, in our own life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Michelangelo worked knowing the image of David was already in the block of stone. Our pure essence is also found within a block of stone called our life. Chipping away the layers of stone, freeing what he knew to be already there, is how we must free ourselves from the darkness created by our mind’s own perception. As we become free, our hearts will begin to radiate so completely that we will finally see our full selves for our self…once and for all. And it will be for all, as just one realization will begin a cosmic cascading of fully aware dominos, illuminating the closest student to become the next teacher… and so on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Michelangelo chose the subject of this work from the Old Testament story of David and Goliath, in which the young David, future king of Israel, flings a stone from his slingshot to kill the giant Goliath. In his success he then saves his nation. The statue represents not only the daring spirit of the young hero but also of Michelangelo himself. He established himself as a master and hero with this work. When art imitates life and lives imitate art, love is at work. Our goal is now to be at work, committed to love. Love will once again transcend itself, to become the dedication of taking one determined step after another away from our Ego to move in the direction of our true self. It is on this path we will heroically stand and face the memory of our divinity and dare our selves to realize the truth of who we are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;When Michelangelo worked he would naturally sweat. The mind’s thinking has also become hard work because of its requirement to arduously gather evidence to support our Ego. In the past our natural state has been sustained by the work of the Ego and we would develop a similar condition to attract. While Michelangelo created, the marble dust would mix to become mire that would splatter all over his face and body. As dust would continue to cover him, he would begin to resemble that which he was creating. Just like Michelangelo, the Ego’s work creates as each thought acts and exists as a vibration. Each thought we have is literally a magnet to then stick to us, creating who we are in each moment. As Ego finds more evidence, we experience the old emotion which attracts more of the same result. Are you a replicated version of an illusion of thoughts from the past, or a unique creation honored by present moment awareness for your immense magnitude and purpose? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;We know his method was to chip away to reveal the greatness of David. Imagine each day as he would honor that which was chipped away by seeing it, understanding it and at the same time knowing it was to reveal the greatness of David. It may have been a momentary illusion that the dust of David he was covered in created the greatness of Michelangelo. We believe he could see for himself as he would clean up for the day, pieces of stone covering his own greatness that he also needed to cast away. We are here to realize that exact same process. Our tools will be the mind and our intention. Our creation will be ourselves as awe-inspiring. We will become masters of controlling the only stream of thought that holds the truth. This stream of thought with its own intention is love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;What were the intentions Michelangelo used each day to achieve his masterpiece? Let’s trust, while he was working, his single minded focus was seeing David explicated by thoughts and beliefs of who he was as his highest or pure self. How often do we do this for ourselves and for others? What would David have looked like if he was thought of for all the trite miscommunications, wrong doings, should haves, or didn’ts? We must adopt this same single minded focus to retrain our brain to remember its brilliance as it radiates exacting thoughts of love towards ourselves and others. What would our life look like if you wiped everyone’s slate clean? Who would we become? The slate while in this presence of now, now free of all judgments would become a sparkling frame to mirror the light of love back to us, as us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;The challenge will be to reclaim the parts of our selves that fear and pain have in their grips, by seeing all experiences for what they have truly been. We will do this by revisiting significant memories in the presence of love. By moving fear and pain into the presence of love we will see each experience as it was intended. Each experience will transform itself from an energetic block to a free flowing force that will ultimately have us choose to take a stand or not, for love. We will release the experiences, no longer our destiny but our way of deciding, to allow our true essence to be fully restored. We will not only become dazzlingly lit but will reveal a beauty reserved for our personal and universal elation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&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/810373909105008629-1757500317517810770?l=theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/1757500317517810770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/03/uncovered-masterpiece-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/1757500317517810770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/1757500317517810770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/03/uncovered-masterpiece-you.html' title='UNCOVERED- the Masterpiece YOU!'/><author><name>Sandra Furber/ Jennifer Jacobs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05763356939515280689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-810373909105008629.post-3518857609635763197</id><published>2010-03-06T06:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T06:02:03.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Excited about the 40 day challenge!- join the The Artistry of Living!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/810373909105008629-3518857609635763197?l=theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/3518857609635763197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/03/excited-about-40-day-challenge-join-the.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/3518857609635763197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/3518857609635763197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/03/excited-about-40-day-challenge-join-the.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra Furber/ Jennifer Jacobs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05763356939515280689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-810373909105008629.post-5753738688377834339</id><published>2010-02-12T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T07:13:49.625-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ART'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artistry of being'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sandra Furber'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jennifer Jacobs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='transformation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awareness'/><title type='text'>What is ART- Awareness Realizing Transformation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;When we feel a response to art, we are experiencing an intelligence which is beyond our individual self, a sense of some unseen source, a field of information that begins a remembering of profound insights. This remembrance becomes a resonance of vibration. When it is realized it finds and connects to its source which is at the heart of all creation. With each feeling is the creation of a bond from the physical to the nonphysical allowing a new awareness into this field we cannot see. It happens in direct relationship to what it is we are seeing, experiencing or hearing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The Greeks said music and astronomy were two sides of the same coin. They said astronomy was seen as the study of relationships between observable, permanent, external objects, and music was seen as the study of relationships between invisible, internal, and hidden objects. We know this must be true of all art. Art exists to find ways of communicating which in turn has ways of finding the unseen stirring up pieces and places deep inside our hearts and souls. Simultaneously it stirs up understandings of the infinite unseen pieces and places within the universe. Art has us feel a force which connects us to source and all that is. This force that connects us to source does so by way of the inspiration from all of to find ways to communicate profoudly with all that is. Without this agreement we would not be here and nor would we have reason to survive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;This is not esoteric and not meant to appear mysterious. Art plays its part in the survival of the life force of the human spirit. When we tap into this this field of the unseen we make sense of who we are. To interact with it, is the only way we know we are alive and that our life has meaning. As we boldly reclaim the artist, we take a stand for humanity. To feel and know our true value is to express and create in every area of our life from our unique expression, the Artist. How do we begin? We first understand art as we know it. Looking back in history and even presently we have war, loss, devistation, torture and starvation. The darkest of times have still produced poetry, music, and visual art. So much of what we now revere as Art has been given to humanity from situations of terror like concentration camps or prisons. If in the places where the only focus is on survival and the bare necessities that art lives, it must be then essential to all of life. Art in the traditional sense must be embraced as a neccessity, seen an essential vital form of unseen communication and the essence to nurture our exsistance. It is the place we go to difficult times and also what we do as an expression of the way out of the same difficult times. As we somehow instinctively reach deep within we find our self infinitely at the edge of all thought and reason. Here we find a new understanding and with each new understanding we all miraculously understand somehow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Let us all allow Art to stand in its fullness and as we do we can begin to stand in our own. Let us all release the thought that Art is a lavish luxury, a hobby, amusement or a passed time. Let us declare that Art is a basic need of human survival and a way we make sense of our lives. Let us realise it is one of the ways in which we express feelings when we have no visible words. Let it be known as a way for us to understand things within the depths of our beings when our minds get stuck on what we can only see. Let art becomes a therapist for the human soul. What if we created Art to be a mystical version of a chiropractor, or physical therapist? As art communicates through vibrations of colour, sound and ideas it seems to find the places we need to make sense of inside. It is how we respond by feeling that we get back in balance or aligned again. Once the feeling has been felt we seem to come into harmony within ourselves. As we become harmonious or in tune with ourselves we become restored, healthy, and happy and well. Being harmonious opens us to serve others for humanities highest good and in ways we may not even have thought of yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The communication from art aids humanity as it focuss on the unseen, that harmonious truth that is the entire universe. We must each see ourselves within this formation of art and as that a gift to the universe through our unique expression. It also must be understood that what we give will be openend and yet it will be in divine time, cherished by the universe with whom we create, never judged for its value or for its importance. Each choice and action from each, each piece of art we tune into must be seen in perfect balance of all that is and equal in its importance. It is from here can we begin our life as artists. So let us begin to practice the practice of mastering peace. It is the peace within the self that arises from understanding our true value, beauty and purpose. What we see is in reponse to what is being called into balance. This awareness if Artistry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We call great Artists Masters. We also call those who have astounding comprehension of the Universe Masters. Both work in the awaresness of the unseen and know as they focus on that their work has meaning and is eternal. When we focus on what is seen we will experience work and all its reflections as ephemeral. Short lived is also the happiness from the results so we keep working and working or we give up because we never end up having the awareness which holds the true meaning of life. When we begin tapping into the awareness of the unseen, our work will feel like play and its joy will have it feel urgent, important and gratifying. Awarenesses could be the hope and faith that someone's life is enriched from the service or product we are offering or creating. All of a sudden work matters as we see it through the awareness it is mattering. When work is created through awareness, also when it is loved for all it is, it really matters. As we can watch the outcome of each task take form as thoughts of purpose shape and mold it, we are true visionaries and artists. Love is the awareness that makes life matter; it literally has it take form for us to see. It is when we see from that perspective and inclusion that life makes sense. When we work and love we come to life and live know unity and eternity are one and the same as we. We are also are one and the same, our actions and thoughts are eternal. Everything we do does make a difference and changes all that is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Now the work and play begins. We do not only expect you of master your piece, we you to expect you to remember its importance. We all know harmony, peace, mutual understanding, and equality of fairness. If we wait for government, religion or a corporation to lead us we will never see the leader within that holds the truth. The future of peace for humankind is within the understanding of how these unseen and seen pieces fit together. Artists know this to be true, that is what we do. We master the unseen and all its awarenesses. We see and know them and have everything else guide us to them. So we are all artists. Remember as we feel a melody, see an image, or allow a movement to touch us we connect to its unseen source. As we connect to this source we remember we are a medley, a vibrational being of color and sound. In this place we truly are the artists and visionaries of our world. Our movements and the way we touch become a dance, an expression which is pure and unique. We remember this source and force is the medium from which we all create. It is simply, easily and profoundly "Love". This is where we realize transformation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Simply, artistry is remembering we are Love and the source of everything known to be is Love. When we remember this, we see life clearly and know that all is well. When we are able to visit life with neutrality, each experience can be seen as an expression of Love. It is in these moments, when we feel and remember Love; we resonate and know its' truth. When we deny Love's presence we lose our ability to access or feel what is real. To create our life as a masterpiece, as the artists, we simply surrender to the unknown, the unseen, and a source of infinite intelligence that lies within connecting eternity to each of us. We open to seek to understand the purpose of all things. Even in the contrasts of life there is purpose. Artists know of contrast, they utilize and accept this. It is why there is black and white, loud and soft, high and low, fast and slow, up and down, dark and light, more and less, movement and motionlessness, despair and joy, fear and love and also solitude and solidarity. It is all available for us to utilize. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Clear the slate of your mind. Snap shut the clapboard of life and slate. I am (your name). Now imagine being the playwright, the director, the actor and the audience all at the same time. Imagine no longer being cast as background or worse yet, not even getting a part. Imagine your story, your dream and you being the star. Now imagine projecting your story, your dream onto the screen of your life. See each person in your life as a character playing a role that is offered with a gift. See each part as serving and supporting your life, your story in some way. We are all in a continuous story, a story that is all about Love. When we are able to access the Artist within we restore our authority, our understanding and our power as the creator of our life. When we are able to do this… the fun begins! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We are the artists of our life. What we dream is possible. Who we are is magnificent! We are all creative, fabulous, talented Artists here to perform our grandest expression that is everything we are. You are a Master- Peace! As children we knew and remembered this. We knew each moment was all about creation, imagination and play. We can now unite &lt;b&gt;w&lt;/b&gt;ork and pl&lt;b&gt;ay&lt;/b&gt; to reveal "way" as the way. The way is for us all to return to the playgrounds of our childhood and imagine our life as a dream. The way is playing, practicing and performing with the unseen. Wake up, and come back to life to live as love. Please come back out to play!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/810373909105008629-5753738688377834339?l=theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/5753738688377834339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-is-art-awareness-realizing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/5753738688377834339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/5753738688377834339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-is-art-awareness-realizing.html' title='What is ART- Awareness Realizing Transformation'/><author><name>Sandra Furber/ Jennifer Jacobs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05763356939515280689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-810373909105008629.post-8432558662015164508</id><published>2010-02-10T06:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T06:54:43.939-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Gift from one amazing Unique Expression</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch_popup?v=vOhf3OvRXKg#t=00"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch_popup?v=vOhf3OvRXKg#t=00&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/810373909105008629-8432558662015164508?l=theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/8432558662015164508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/02/gifts-of-unique-expression.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/8432558662015164508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/8432558662015164508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/02/gifts-of-unique-expression.html' title='A Gift from one amazing Unique Expression'/><author><name>Sandra Furber/ Jennifer Jacobs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05763356939515280689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-810373909105008629.post-3383019956258519335</id><published>2010-02-07T11:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T11:49:07.621-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Possibility</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;All positive change in the world comes from our ideas of what we believe is possible."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;~Alexandra Jamieson~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;_________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"Now is the time. Needs are great, but your possibilities are greater."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;~Bill Blackman~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;_________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"An optimist expects his dreams to come true; a pessimist expects his nightmares to."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;~Laurence J. Peter~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;_________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"The power of imagination makes us infinite."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;~John Muir~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;_________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"People get what they want in life when they reach the point at which they can see themselves having what they seek."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;~Thomas D. Willhite~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;_________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"Our imagination is the only limit to what we can hope to have in the future."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;~Charles F. Kettering~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;_________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"The young do not know enough to be prudent, and therefore they attempt the impossible -- and achieve it, generation after generation."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;~Pearl S. Buck~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;_________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"The potential of the average person is like a huge ocean unsailed, a new continent unexplored, a world of possibilities waiting to be released and channeled toward some great good."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;~Brian Tracy~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;_________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"The future is simply infinite possibility waiting to happen. What it waits on is human imagination to crystallize its possibility."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;~Leland Kaiser~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;_________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"Never tell a young person that anything cannot be done. God may have been waiting centuries for someone ignorant enough of the impossible to do that very thing."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;~John Andrew Holmes~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;_________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"Start by doing what's necessary; then do what's possible; and suddenly you are doing the impossible."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;~St. Francis of Assisi~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;_________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"When nothing is sure, everything is possible."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;~Margaret Drabble~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;_________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"All big things in this world are done by people who are naive and have an idea that is obviously impossible."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;~Dr. Frank Richards~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;_________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"Look for the opportunities in the difficulties, not the difficulties in the opportunities."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;~Victor Fiorelli~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;_________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"The Creator has not given you a longing to do that which you have no ability to do."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;~Orison Swett Marden~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;_________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"Only as high as I reach can I grow, only as far as I seek can I go, only as deep as I look can I see, only as much as I dream can I be."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;~Karen Ravn~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;_________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"Take control now. Forget about the negative thoughts which others have told you - that you are too old or too young. Stop letting the thoughts of others rule your life; stop being weak and cowardly, blaming your lack of progress on those negative programs. If you begin now and become a do-er, you will have earned your right to remain here."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;~Thomas D. Willhite~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;_________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"Some people see things as they are and say "Why." I dream things that never were and say "Why not."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;~George Bernard Shaw~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;_________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"All of us were meant to be happy and successful. Life is more than a two week vacation once a year. It is, and can be, exactly what you want it to be. There are no limits except those you put on yourself."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;~Thomas D. Willhite~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;_________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"Only those who will risk going too far can possibly find out how far one can go."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;~T.S. Eliot~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;_________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"Imagination is more important than knowledge. For knowledge is limited to all we now know and understand, while imagination embraces the entire world, and all there ever will be to know and understand."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;~Albert Einstein~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;_________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"Dreams come true; without that possibility, nature would not incite us to have them."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;~John Updike~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;_________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"Those who say it can't be done are either the ones who have never tried or who have never succeeded."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;~Satish Thawani~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;_________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/810373909105008629-3383019956258519335?l=theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/3383019956258519335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/02/possibility.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/3383019956258519335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/3383019956258519335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/02/possibility.html' title='Possibility'/><author><name>Sandra Furber/ Jennifer Jacobs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05763356939515280689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-810373909105008629.post-2129655401040620533</id><published>2010-02-07T11:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T07:57:49.954-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"Success is not the key to happiness. Happiness is the key to success. If you love what you are doing, you will be successful."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;~Albert Schweitzer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;_________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"People are just as happy as they make up their minds to be."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;~Abraham Lincoln~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;_________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"No one is in control of your happiness but you; therefore, you have the power to change anything about yourself or your life that you want to change."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;~Barbara DeAngelis~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;_________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"Plenty of people miss their share of happiness, not because they never found it, but because they didn't stop to enjoy it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;~William Feather~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;_________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"The true way to render ourselves happy is to love our work and find in it our pleasure."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;~Francoise de Motteville~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;_________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"The happiest people in the world are those who feel absolutely terrific about themselves, and this is the natural outgrowth of accepting total responsibility for every part of their life."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;~Brian Tracy~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;_________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"Even a happy life cannot be without a measure of darkness, and the word happy would lose its meaning if it were not balanced by sadness. It is far better to take things as they come along with patience and equanimity."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;~Carl Jung~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;_________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"Sometimes you've got to let everything go - purge yourself. If you are unhappy with anything - whatever is bringing you down, get rid of it. Because you'll find that when you're free, your true creativity, your true self comes out."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;~Tina Turner~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;_________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;It is good to have money and the things that money can buy, but it's good too, to check up once in a while and make sure you haven't lost the things money can't buy."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;~George Lorimer~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;_________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"Many persons have a wrong idea of what constitutes true happiness. 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-810373909105008629.post-3491119554366135088</id><published>2010-02-06T19:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T07:51:21.191-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Purpose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alignment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sandra Furber'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>You are the Solution- You are LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;he truth of you in your pure essence is love. Love is your life force. All of creation shares this and is part of its conception and continuation. You know this as you ask yourself what it is you seek. You know this as you realize in fearlessness you would give more of this. You know this as its lack activates a universal feeling of despair. You know that this is love. Everyone seeks to be loved. Everyone would love more if they feared less. The absence of love creates within each of us the same pain. This pain is now a calling to be a part of the solution and you are always the solution.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You as the solution are love and that love is here right now. As you are reading, breathe and realize you have surrendered to an unseen force that keep you breathing and alive. As you pay attention to this breath that is breathing life into you, listen to your heartbeat and realize its beat is also beating without your control. With each breath and each beat of your heart love is with you, as you. The unseen force that never leaves you until your last breath has been given and your last heartbeat sounds, is love. So quite simply, to be alive is to be the solution and access to be "the change", to be "the hero", and to be your destiny. Will you see yourself this way? Will you see each other as this same possibility? Will you begin to believe it, create goals within it, make commitments to it, speak it, think it and be in the actions it? At C.O.R.E we call this an alignment process.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We cannot be the solution if we are not in alignment to the possibility of love. We have identified within the alignment process a way to balance the body energetically by using specific language within each energy center of the body. Our root, our foundation responds to what it needs to survive, so we speak to it as if we already have it. Our sacral, our creative center responds to honoring all of what want to experience, so we speak to what we will feel once it is created. Our solar plexus, our power responds to not doubting anything so we speak to it of what we undeniably can do. Our heart, responds to simply to loving everything. Our throat energy center responds to directive and affirming language. Our third eye responds to instructive perception based on our language and creates what its desires within the mind as realty. Our crown which is our connection to the divine responds in all our actions to speaking from what we know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a quick alignment to being the solution as love, here are some simple affirmations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have love- The Foundation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel love- The Creation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can love- The Action&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love love- The Dedication&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I speak love- The Communication&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see love- The Perception/Manifestation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know love- Wisdom- The Action of the Highest Self&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat these and feel them in your energetic being. Watch yourself take fearless actions and become a living solution, pure purpose, and someone in your presence everyone sees possibility for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© Copyright MMVII Sandra Furber FurberCoaching.com (a division of Furber Real Estate Ltd.)&amp;nbsp;             &lt;/span&gt;             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/810373909105008629-3491119554366135088?l=theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/3491119554366135088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/02/you-are-solution-you-are-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/3491119554366135088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/3491119554366135088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/02/you-are-solution-you-are-love.html' title='You are the Solution- You are LOVE'/><author><name>Sandra Furber/ Jennifer Jacobs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05763356939515280689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-810373909105008629.post-6106511252402847593</id><published>2010-02-06T15:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T07:48:17.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We are Masterpieces</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'times new roman'; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Art is a universal expression and understanding without limits. Without limits life is simply a continuous manifestation from us all as living forms of art. Each moment we can be in the creation, the inspiration or in inspiration, or in appreciation of all living moments of art. Therefore being alive is artistry as we are always and always have, the way to connect to all things in all moments in all ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are and our lives are masterpieces within the masterpiece that is the universe. Art takes moments, created from thoughts, ideas, and beliefs to communicate something that somehow finds us inside within a deep feeling place. That place within the self that responds to music, sculpture, painting, dance, theatre and language is the place that connects us all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When we feel a response to something it causes the remembering of its source. It resonates within as it finds its source which is at the heart of all creation. Each can feel a melody, imagine from an image and allow a movement or touch that offers a realization that changes our next moment. We therefore are a medley, a vibration being. We are artists as visionaries. Our movements and the way we touch become a dance and an expression which is pure and unique. As we create art we touch source, which connects us to the heart of all creation. We invite all to see the Artistry all around us and in all we do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Artistry is remembering that authority, the Artist is you. Artistry is clarity that all is well for our self and all of humanities greatest good. We do makes and difference and all we do has a permanence in the great gallery of humanity. When we find our self remembering this we unify knowing we are all in a continuous story and that story is all about love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Art as we think of it now is a moment in time recorded to reference over and over again. The artist chooses their moment which becomes their art. We accept it and see the piece as its one moment and for its original intent; a simple moment in time. The model Michelangelo used to create David knew this now acts as the universal embodiment of this truth. David as art is a moment of the invulnerable posing of an entire being. Many humans on the planet have been witness this with a high understanding and possibility. As the model did for Michelangelo, we all long for ourselves to be known, stark and exposed to be this possibility as art. Who we are in this complexity of the world and simplicity of truth is art.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Our lives are a continuum of these moments. This is living in artistry. Allowing everything and denying nothing, we never know what will happen next. Within a moment within the continuum of life, when the curtain closed we found was a judgment; right wrong, good bad, winner looser and our inner critic was revealed. That moment became like a freeze frame and brought forward its judgment to everything that followed. The critic revealed itself and is one of our characters. The critic or “Ego” made its grand its entrance into our life speaking only of criticism and opposition of what was true or real. It had us see, as there is judgement there is a denial of possibility. The "Ego" challenged the self to be seen, heard and known for its truth as pure possibility. The Ego tried to hide the true self by closing the curtains on our performances. It challenged the us to take a stand and like David be seen by all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Ego is art and our greatest contrast. It is the backdrop of the true self, the star. We would be lost on a stage without darkness to contrast our being seen. The stars in the night sky reveal themselves only because of the vast dark universe. That darkness is experienced with neutrality because it is understood. We now can understand the Ego also with this neutrality as it has been there all along to support what has always been true. So then, the curtain once closed in front of us is now our backdrop to remain behind us, with us in harmony and grace. Are we ready to play again and star in our own play?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;We are and our lives are masterpieces within the masterpiece that is the universe. Art takes moments, created from thoughts, ideas, and beliefs to communicate something that somehow finds us inside within a deep feeling place. That place within the self that responds to music, sculpture, painting, dance, theatre and language is the place that connects us all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Art is a universal expression and understanding without limits. Without limits life is simply a continuous manifestation from us all as living forms of art. Each moment we can be in the creation, the inspiration or in inspiration, or in appreciation of all living moments of art. Therefore being alive is artistry as we are always and always have, the way to connect to all things in all moments in all ways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When we feel a response to something it causes the remembering of its source. It resonates within as it finds its source which is at the heart of all creation. Each can feel a melody, imagine from an image and allow a movement or touch that offers a realization that changes our next moment. We therefore are a medley, a vibration being. We are artists as visionaries. Our movements and the way we touch become a dance and an expression which is pure and unique. As we create art we touch source, which connects us to the heart of all creation. We invite all to see the Artistry all around us and in all we do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Artistry is remembering that authority, the Artist is you. Artistry is clarity that all is well for our self and all of humanities greatest good. We do makes and difference and all we do has a permanence in the great gallery of humanity. When we find our self remembering this we unify knowing we are all in a continuous story and that story is all about love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Art as we think of it now is a moment in time recorded to reference over and over again. The artist chooses their moment which becomes their art. We accept it and see the piece as its one moment and for its original intent; a simple moment in time. The model Michelangelo used to create David knew this now acts as the universal embodiment of this truth. David as art is a moment of the invulnerable posing of an entire being. Many humans on the planet have been witness this with a high understanding and possibility. As the model did for Michelangelo, we all long for ourselves to be known, stark and exposed to be this possibility as art. Who we are in this complexity of the world and simplicity of truth is art.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Our lives are a continuum of these moments. This is living in artistry. Allowing everything and denying nothing, we never know what will happen next. Within a moment within the continuum of life, when the curtain closed we found was a judgment; right wrong, good bad, winner looser and our inner critic was revealed. That moment became like a freeze frame and brought forward its judgment to everything that followed. The critic revealed itself and is one of our characters. The critic or “Ego” made its grand its entrance into our life speaking only of criticism and opposition of what was true or real. It had us see, as there is judgement there is a denial of possibility. The "Ego" challenged the self to be seen, heard and known for its truth as pure possibility. The Ego tried to hide the true self by closing the curtains on our performances. It challenged the us to take a stand and like David be seen by all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ego is art and our greatest contrast. It is the backdrop of the true self, the star. We would be lost on a stage without darkness to contrast our being seen. The stars in the night sky reveal themselves only because of the vast dark universe. That darkness is experienced with neutrality because it is understood. We now can understand the Ego also with this neutrality as it has been there all along to support what has always been true. So then, the curtain once closed in front of us is now our backdrop to remain behind us, with us in harmony and grace. Are we ready to play again and star in our own play?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/810373909105008629-6106511252402847593?l=theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/6106511252402847593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/02/we-are-masterpieces.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/6106511252402847593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/6106511252402847593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/02/we-are-masterpieces.html' title='We are Masterpieces'/><author><name>Sandra Furber/ Jennifer Jacobs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05763356939515280689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-810373909105008629.post-7431408945487771837</id><published>2010-02-06T15:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T07:45:58.156-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Understanding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='compassion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='transformation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Know Love Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Lost within a loss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Needed words failing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Flailing in this moment &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Silence deafens denies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;A cracks of light breaks open truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;In silence we hear…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;“Being at a loss is the closest thing to feeling the depth of what is".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Without lost voiceless to find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Silence heroically challenges all doubt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;And finds a miraculous moment where words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Are rendered hopeless so sacred words are speechless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;This moment we are with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;You stare with a wanting waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Baited by what is known and expected&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Known and expected negating any other possibility&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Where nothing and no one knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;How much is felt here and now about this and what is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Breathless words silence to allow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Truth to be felt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Where a heart can be heard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;It’s beat felt as heat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Its warmth to melt all doubt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;That we are here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Here with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;As you to hear, see, feel and touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Who are we?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;We are love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/810373909105008629-7431408945487771837?l=theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/7431408945487771837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/02/know-love-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/7431408945487771837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/7431408945487771837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/02/know-love-now.html' title='Know Love Now'/><author><name>Sandra Furber/ Jennifer Jacobs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05763356939515280689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-810373909105008629.post-704324001183226805</id><published>2010-02-06T15:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T07:44:55.135-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Value'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Purpose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Power'/><title type='text'>Soul(ed) No..Priceless</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Soul(ed)! No….Priceless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;When we measure or compare we experience limits, as we stay in the perfection of that which we are, a world of unseen magnificence unfolds. How do we quantify a soul? What is its value? Each time we experience personal anguish it is rooted in how we value our self.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Where ever we are we are; needed, a gift and in the exact places to fulfill our purpose. To begin to know our value we have to remember and choose to see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;all &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;can be seen. Artistry has us see beyond our own perceptions and into the spaces of grace, divine order and possibility.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;When our value is not known…..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;We begin by always deciding there is more and we are more than we see in this moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Remove any emotion- the emotion is the limit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Fill the centre of your being and expand you heart into and past the situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Stand in full power you are here for a reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Fulfill yourself and the moment; exchange what serves each other’s highest purpose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Thank your self for expanding, understanding and seeing value. When we value who we are we value each other. Seeing from both sides reveals the agreement that there is a gift and one to receive with the situation. Authority is you can and can only come for you deciding value. Where ever your attention, there is the treasure. As we keep attention on the self, blame shifts into the claim of a new perception and perspective. Everywhere you are you are so might as well have the perspective of your purpose and the perception of your priceless value to all of humanity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/810373909105008629-704324001183226805?l=theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/704324001183226805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/02/souled-nopriceless.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/704324001183226805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/810373909105008629/posts/default/704324001183226805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theartistryofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/02/souled-nopriceless.html' title='Soul(ed) No..Priceless'/><author><name>Sandra Furber/ Jennifer Jacobs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05763356939515280689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-810373909105008629.post-5658032867802880889</id><published>2010-02-06T13:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T07:04:55.482-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chakra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ego'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Power'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='True self'/><title type='text'>It's as easy as Black and White</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It’s as Easy as Black and White&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 16.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Artists use color in many different ways but first they begin by understanding the grace and ease of black and white. We invite the understanding we are white- pure light beings playing and creating on the black contrast of the infinite.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 16.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We are white, true, and pure light.  We are the source of all that is repeated in each soul and body we experience life with. The colors we see are light waves absorbed or reflected by everything around us. In nature, a rainbow is white light that is broken apart by the moisture in the air. It was discovered that white light could be broken apart using tools called prisms. The colors of the visible light spectrum are red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo and violet. These colors are seen energetically within each physical body, in the same formation from bottom of our spine to the top or crown of our head. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 16.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;These energy centers are indentified as Chakras in many teachings throughout history and the world. White light consists of all of the colors mixed together. The color of an object depends on how it absorbs and/or reflects light. If an object absorbs all wavelengths except red, for example, it will look red. We need each color to break apart the complexity of our pure white light at the physical, emotional and spiritual level.  If enlightenment is remembering the oneness of this pure light, we can only do this by experiencing all contrast.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 16.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We are given this awareness to understand our energetic self by being reminded of that the absence of each color is to complete pure light that is within, with out and our truth. We all come forth from the source of all light and physically require color to distinguish our selves. We are all give the same pallet that all of nature uses. Without each color we don’t know any color. Without knowing colors we don’t know ourselves. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 16.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Imagine living realizing each being shares the same box of exact crayons or paints.  We are all united energetically within a master plan to play and create in harmony. We all are this white light, broken into 7 colors, which also vibrationally holds the musical scale. We are given each the same tools at birth equal to create with authority, purpose, clarity and freedom. No matter what is our skin color or what we are wearing energetically we are the same balance of the rainbow.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 16.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Black can be defined as the visual impression experienced when no &amp;nbsp;visible light&amp;nbsp;reaches the eye and the lack of all colors of light. Black is the color&amp;nbsp;of objects that do not emit or reflect light&amp;nbsp;in any part of the visible spectrum. If an object absorbs all of the light wavelengths, it will appear black.  If we are white as our pure being experience then it is our human experience or EGO, which forms the infinite, as black.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 16.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Remember the clear night sky. As we gaze up or in our minds we see that which reflects trillions of stars. The stars are only seen because of this vast darkness. That darkness has fearlessness and is understood with a deep understanding without emotion. We can see this darkness to be the metaphor for the Ego, the contrast for us to know what is true and real.  Ego is the collection of stories and experience that form the darkness, almost an infinite library of records. We can also think of a chalkboard. Once we begin to write over and again with the chalk eventually the board becomes white confusion. As we live our being does the same.  On the blackboard we can’t understand what is written so it eventually gets erased and we try again. Words are clearest when there is proper space and contrast for them to be seen.  We can balance perfectly in the world, as we allow contrast to exist in precise equilibrium.  Darkness for light, black for white, and human for human being. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 16.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Being this clear, precise and this black and white begins each masterpiece ever known to man. As we master light and darkness with an understanding of neutrality, we allow infinite possibilities which both black and white have had the access t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;o. 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