<?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-7862012362307580658</id><updated>2011-09-05T09:56:25.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Moment</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minkadove.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7862012362307580658/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minkadove.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Minkadove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865044003625891962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D5HNN-ylLow/Skq3dn5WiWI/AAAAAAAAAAo/fsyzA14PZco/S220/smile.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7862012362307580658.post-1217116678752975016</id><published>2011-04-22T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T17:07:32.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Thought...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;If you TRULY feel you deserve to be Happy... why still hold on to the pain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7862012362307580658-1217116678752975016?l=minkadove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minkadove.blogspot.com/feeds/1217116678752975016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://minkadove.blogspot.com/2011/04/thought.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7862012362307580658/posts/default/1217116678752975016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7862012362307580658/posts/default/1217116678752975016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minkadove.blogspot.com/2011/04/thought.html' title='A Thought...'/><author><name>Minkadove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865044003625891962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D5HNN-ylLow/Skq3dn5WiWI/AAAAAAAAAAo/fsyzA14PZco/S220/smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7862012362307580658.post-8923529600321435767</id><published>2010-12-08T22:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T22:16:26.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Today, I learned things I already thought I knew. I saw it with my heart with a different kind of compassion. With the perception of the others point of view. It was as if I was inside of them feeling all that they felt and the clarity came silently but opened my heart in ways I never thought possible. I am grateful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7862012362307580658-8923529600321435767?l=minkadove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minkadove.blogspot.com/feeds/8923529600321435767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://minkadove.blogspot.com/2010/12/learning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7862012362307580658/posts/default/8923529600321435767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7862012362307580658/posts/default/8923529600321435767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minkadove.blogspot.com/2010/12/learning.html' title='Learning'/><author><name>Minkadove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865044003625891962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D5HNN-ylLow/Skq3dn5WiWI/AAAAAAAAAAo/fsyzA14PZco/S220/smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7862012362307580658.post-388134740840821575</id><published>2010-11-26T16:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T16:10:39.107-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm</title><content type='html'>Are you a Believer or Skeptic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you walk in Faith or Fear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is the ultimate freer... its natural state euphoria that last for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;snip its&lt;/span&gt;. like a drug addict chasing that first high.  When you feel it you become invincible nothing can touch you. That is the true essence of Love. When it becomes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tainted&lt;/span&gt; by expectation, doubt and fear ugliness sets in and fades into something unrecognizable.  When you walk with hurt you attract hurt until you allow yourself to break free from your own shackles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a risk taker? Risk isn't about just jumping from a plane, its risking your heart even when your afraid. Its living your truth regardless of what anyone thinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How free are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could watch your life on the big screen right now, how much of it would you edit? How much regret do you live with? If you say I would change anything...why not put the past behind you and start really living from your heart. If you make that choice... Then editing becomes obsolete and life becomes the present instead of the past being your shadow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7862012362307580658-388134740840821575?l=minkadove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minkadove.blogspot.com/feeds/388134740840821575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://minkadove.blogspot.com/2010/11/hmm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7862012362307580658/posts/default/388134740840821575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7862012362307580658/posts/default/388134740840821575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minkadove.blogspot.com/2010/11/hmm.html' title='Hmm'/><author><name>Minkadove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865044003625891962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D5HNN-ylLow/Skq3dn5WiWI/AAAAAAAAAAo/fsyzA14PZco/S220/smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7862012362307580658.post-2369977840931246676</id><published>2010-09-27T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T21:57:49.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>The universe is swirling it spins like a tornado.  I scream into the darkness into the black whole, I can see my thoughts, my pain, my desire, my heart being carried thru the veil to the secret places of other worlds.  I can see the galaxy listening, wondering, encouraging.  Invisible ears perked up.  Who is this woman that screams, who journeys across time and space far beyond her world.  Who knows we exist!! Who dares to speak in such a tone to scare even the restless particles that swim thru the air!  Who stirs awake the beast that lives quietly until now? To Awaken those who are most sleepiest among us?  To stir to life the minds of those most destitute? Who shakes the consciousness of time?  Who is this goddess warrior fearless and destined to bring war upon us? Her voice is a song a lullaby it cries to reach out to help and restore balance in this world for all of us.  How can you ignore such a force?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7862012362307580658-2369977840931246676?l=minkadove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minkadove.blogspot.com/feeds/2369977840931246676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://minkadove.blogspot.com/2010/09/untitled.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7862012362307580658/posts/default/2369977840931246676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7862012362307580658/posts/default/2369977840931246676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minkadove.blogspot.com/2010/09/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>Minkadove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865044003625891962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D5HNN-ylLow/Skq3dn5WiWI/AAAAAAAAAAo/fsyzA14PZco/S220/smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7862012362307580658.post-9148879340957510475</id><published>2010-06-25T23:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T23:58:28.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love This by Paulo Cohelo</title><content type='html'>A Warrior of Light knows that certain moments repeat themselves.&lt;br /&gt;He often finds himself faced with the same problems and situations, and seeing these difficult situations return, he grows depressed, thinking that he is incapable of making any progress in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've been through all this before." He says to his heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, you have been through all this before." replies his heart But you have never been beyond it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the Warrior of Light realises that these repeated experiences have but one aim: To teach him what he does not want to learn...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7862012362307580658-9148879340957510475?l=minkadove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minkadove.blogspot.com/feeds/9148879340957510475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://minkadove.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-love-this-by-paulo-cohelo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7862012362307580658/posts/default/9148879340957510475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7862012362307580658/posts/default/9148879340957510475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minkadove.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-love-this-by-paulo-cohelo.html' title='I Love This by Paulo Cohelo'/><author><name>Minkadove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865044003625891962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D5HNN-ylLow/Skq3dn5WiWI/AAAAAAAAAAo/fsyzA14PZco/S220/smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7862012362307580658.post-1227464043789932583</id><published>2010-05-09T20:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T20:56:44.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>Does Love have a color? I was not sure. I did not know love to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;prejudice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does Love have a favorite Gender? Woman or Man? I did not know love has favorites...&lt;br /&gt;Love unto itself the blissful feeling we feel when we first fall in love a state of which we long to recapture over and over again. Never realizing it is always there perhaps dormant &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; our fears, our obligations... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;forgetting&lt;/span&gt; to release the attachments we put on love that makes it tainted and unlovable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7862012362307580658-1227464043789932583?l=minkadove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minkadove.blogspot.com/feeds/1227464043789932583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://minkadove.blogspot.com/2010/05/love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7862012362307580658/posts/default/1227464043789932583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7862012362307580658/posts/default/1227464043789932583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minkadove.blogspot.com/2010/05/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Minkadove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865044003625891962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D5HNN-ylLow/Skq3dn5WiWI/AAAAAAAAAAo/fsyzA14PZco/S220/smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7862012362307580658.post-2444309068712222970</id><published>2010-05-09T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T20:47:09.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Call back my Heart</title><content type='html'>I call back my Heart from where ever I left it. I call it back from years past from the places and people I left a piece of it with.&lt;br /&gt;I call back my Heart so I can love again Wholely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7862012362307580658-2444309068712222970?l=minkadove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minkadove.blogspot.com/feeds/2444309068712222970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://minkadove.blogspot.com/2010/05/call-back-my-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7862012362307580658/posts/default/2444309068712222970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7862012362307580658/posts/default/2444309068712222970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minkadove.blogspot.com/2010/05/call-back-my-heart.html' title='Call back my Heart'/><author><name>Minkadove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865044003625891962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D5HNN-ylLow/Skq3dn5WiWI/AAAAAAAAAAo/fsyzA14PZco/S220/smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7862012362307580658.post-1229470800835545707</id><published>2009-12-04T13:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T14:00:41.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jealousy</title><content type='html'>Jealousy comes from a lack, its an insecurity. Feeling unworthy, inside there is a void.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After speaking with so many clients about this subject I felt the need to write. Some think if the person they are involved with feels jealous that means they care.  Makes them feel wanted or gives them a boost of ego and esteem. It can turn into unhealthy obsession as well. If someone wants to go out of there way to make you feel jealous to see how you feel, It's time to think. How do you feel when you feel jealous? Your&lt;em&gt; NOT&lt;/em&gt; feeling good about yourself and for someone to want to cause you to not feel good about yourself for there own benefit whether it be consciously or subconsciously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jealously breaks down the ability to trust it makes you question yourself and the other person. Jealously can leave you feeling unsure and vulnerable. How is that a healthy relationship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;significant&lt;/span&gt; other is meant to enhance your happiness not be the source of it. When Jealousy is there it is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;magnificent&lt;/span&gt; wall that inhibits growth and movement.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7862012362307580658-1229470800835545707?l=minkadove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minkadove.blogspot.com/feeds/1229470800835545707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://minkadove.blogspot.com/2009/12/jealousy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7862012362307580658/posts/default/1229470800835545707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7862012362307580658/posts/default/1229470800835545707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minkadove.blogspot.com/2009/12/jealousy.html' title='Jealousy'/><author><name>Minkadove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865044003625891962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D5HNN-ylLow/Skq3dn5WiWI/AAAAAAAAAAo/fsyzA14PZco/S220/smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7862012362307580658.post-3194884356865957410</id><published>2009-08-19T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T23:29:08.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I know</title><content type='html'>I know hunger as a woman and as a being&lt;br /&gt;I know suffering as a spirit longing for my own perfection which led to my demise&lt;br /&gt;I know Love the purest essence that permates thru my skin in the depths of me without questioning&lt;br /&gt;I know Doubt it has seeped into my brain casing my heart to quiver in sadness&lt;br /&gt;I know Longing - keeping you bound in chains holding a space waiting for nothingness and when you open your eyes you realize years have past&lt;br /&gt;I know Peace - it dances thru you spreading a smile of joy from inner core to outer layers as if you know all the secrets of the universe&lt;br /&gt;I know Pain it feels as if some part of you has been ambutated&lt;br /&gt;I know Wishing - wishing so hard as if your head is going to explode and you become exhausted&lt;br /&gt;I know Life with all its challenges, the unknown, the crossroads, the unsuredeness... But I know when you choose to live in your heart which translates to truth there is so much fulfilment and richness that is undeniable and sacred&lt;br /&gt;I know although my heart is crying today laughter will come&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7862012362307580658-3194884356865957410?l=minkadove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minkadove.blogspot.com/feeds/3194884356865957410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://minkadove.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-know.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7862012362307580658/posts/default/3194884356865957410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7862012362307580658/posts/default/3194884356865957410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minkadove.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-know.html' title='I know'/><author><name>Minkadove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865044003625891962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D5HNN-ylLow/Skq3dn5WiWI/AAAAAAAAAAo/fsyzA14PZco/S220/smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7862012362307580658.post-5483562525562276341</id><published>2009-06-30T18:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T18:23:28.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Communication...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Lately, the song that comes to mind is Say What You Need to Say...&lt;br /&gt;I had this thought... what is worse knowing someone is dead? Or knowing their still in the world and you can never reach them again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;More often than not we think in our heads the words we long to share and never speak from our hearts. Afraid of the unspoken words that may not follow. Wouldn't it feel great just to free your heart of once less burden? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;What if you knew the one person you wanted so much to say something to would be gone from your life forever? Be it death or just that they are leaving your life never to be heard from again? Would you sit with the thoughts weighing in your mind, stirring in your heart? Or would you speak the words your ego is afraid to share?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7862012362307580658-5483562525562276341?l=minkadove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minkadove.blogspot.com/feeds/5483562525562276341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://minkadove.blogspot.com/2009/06/communication.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7862012362307580658/posts/default/5483562525562276341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7862012362307580658/posts/default/5483562525562276341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minkadove.blogspot.com/2009/06/communication.html' title='Communication...'/><author><name>Minkadove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865044003625891962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D5HNN-ylLow/Skq3dn5WiWI/AAAAAAAAAAo/fsyzA14PZco/S220/smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7862012362307580658.post-5981484134112463321</id><published>2009-06-23T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T20:43:03.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mystery....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 15px; font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Some Mysteries can be solved and others stay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;lingering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;.. Like a kidnapping or murder... But even the most obvious mystery can be vague... The mysteries of the universe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; science we have learned so much about the planets, earth, the sun, space but what if those truths are only what they are saying they are? and not the absolute truth?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;How&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; do we know? We are taught to believe all these things as children... and pass them along.  But the truest mysteries are just that... A space for us go to know we are apart of it... it is a part of us.. There is no separation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 15px; font-family:arial;font-size:13px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7862012362307580658-5981484134112463321?l=minkadove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minkadove.blogspot.com/feeds/5981484134112463321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://minkadove.blogspot.com/2009/06/mystery.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7862012362307580658/posts/default/5981484134112463321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7862012362307580658/posts/default/5981484134112463321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minkadove.blogspot.com/2009/06/mystery.html' title='Mystery....'/><author><name>Minkadove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865044003625891962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D5HNN-ylLow/Skq3dn5WiWI/AAAAAAAAAAo/fsyzA14PZco/S220/smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
