tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-59879566030167858292024-02-19T20:14:56.079-05:00Painted Pepper SunlightJane's Addiction Lyric from song "Summertime Rolls" on the album "Nothing's Shocking"Yer Cinnamon Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14961399474635192033noreply@blogger.comBlogger295125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987956603016785829.post-59812839062040373772014-05-11T09:51:00.000-04:002014-05-11T09:51:00.119-04:00Happy Mother's Day<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Yer Cinnamon Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14961399474635192033noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987956603016785829.post-29113950931734871612014-02-07T14:18:00.000-05:002014-02-07T14:18:09.454-05:00Cultivating cocoa as an act of resistanceThis video is so beautiful this woman reminds me of my own grandmother. There is something for all of us here and we all connected through love and cocoa.
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<span style="font-size: large;">In </span><span style="font-size: large;">part 1 of the series I talked about the song Deep Water and how it helped me achieve self love.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I explained how I realized that I had embodied my interpretation of the messages from all my favorite songs off the album Spirit by Jewel.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Some of these songs became my mantras in times of loneliness and despair. I sang them with all my heart and they changed me.</span><br />
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<u><span style="font-size: large;">In part 2 of this series I will tell you about the life lesson I took from the song Hands. Aren't you excited?!</span></u><br />
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</span><span style="font-size: large;">First things first i</span><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: large;">f you haven't heard it and wanna listen to what I am talking about here it is. </span></span><br />
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If I could tell the world just one thing<br />
It would be that we're all OK<br />
And not to worry because worry is wasteful<br />
And useless in times like these<br />
I will not be made useless<br />
I won't be idle with despair<br />
I will gather myself around my faith<br />
For light's the darkness most feared<br />
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My hands are small, I know,<br />
But they're not yours they are my own<br />
But they're not yours they are my own<br />
And I am never broken<br />
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Poverty stole your golden shoes<br />
But it didn't steal your laughter<br />
And heartache came to visit me<br />
But I knew it wasn't ever after<br />
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We will fight, not out of spite<br />
For someone must stand up for what's right<br />
Cause where there's a man who has no voice<br />
There ours shall go singing<br />
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My hands are small, I know,<br />
But they're not yours they are my own<br />
But they're not yours they are my own<br />
And I am never broken<br />
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In the end only kindness matters<br />
In the end only kindness matters<br />
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I will get down on my knees and I will pray<br />
I will get down on my knees and I will pray<br />
I will get down on my knees and I will pray<br />
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My hands are small, I know,<br />
But they're not yours they are my own<br />
But they're not yours they are my own<br />
And I am never broken<br />
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My hands are small, i know,<br />
But they're not yours they are my own<br />
But they're not yours they are my own<br />
And I am never broken<br />
We are never broken<br />
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We are God's eyes God's hands God's mind<br />
We are God's eyes God's hands God's heart<br />
We are God's eyes God's hands God's eyes God's hands<br />
We are God's hands God's hands We are God's hands </div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">For a long time I felt like I was broken. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">I didn't even know it but I was paralyzed by my anxiety and fear. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">I worried and spent a lot time feeling sorry for myself. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I was taking a walk with a friend one day and he turned to me a very intent look on his face and said: <span style="font-size: x-large;">"You think you're damaged goods don't you?"</span>. I was shocked and hurt by that comment. I denied it completely and skipped over it's significance for a long time.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">But the truth was that I was surprised that he saw this side of myself that I thought I hid so well. What I knew subconsciously in my deepest darkest moments was suddenly exposed and forced into my present moment consciousness.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I resisted the truth of what he said even within myself for a long time but I couldn't let it go.I would feel so angry even though he had added</span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> <span style="font-size: large;">in the next breath:</span> "</span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">I just want you to know that you're not<span style="font-size: large;">.<span style="font-size: x-large;">"</span> </span></span></span> </span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"> </span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">I actually resented him so much for bringing this truth to the forefront that</span></span> it took a long time for me to he</span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">ar the other half of what he said.</span></span><span style="font-size: large;"> At the time I just felt confused and angry but it was so unsettling that those words were not able to be ignored. I resonated with what he said and absorbed it even though I didn't know what to do with it at the time. </span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">B</span>eing broken was my identity and I thought it served me even if it caused me pain.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">When we have limiting beliefs you can be sure there is some sort of payoff otherwise we wouldn't do it. Hearing this is not easy when you are stuck but it is the key to figuring out why you're stuck and getting unstuck. In my case by being broken I didn't have to try so hard. It was okay if I failed. I could make excuses. I could blame others for my problems.</span><span style="font-size: large;"> I didn't have to do the work. I didn't have to face my fear of failure. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Another problem was that I tried to make sense of it all in a logical way. I thought even if it is the truth and I'm not broken I feel broken and my feelings are real so how do I change that? I was trying to fix the problem intellectually and manipulate the outcome. What I didn't know was that my perception or feelings were working hard at keeping me feeling broken because I believed it.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">The pesky thing about beliefs is that you feel them in your heart so trying to change them with your mind isn't possible. This is where it gets fun! You have to feel it. <span style="font-size: x-large;">That means that instead of staying home in fetal position nursing your wounds with 600 elastics around your heart that you need to practice radical self care.</span> That can mean many things for different people. In my case at that time it meant cleaning, organizing, decorating and this was done with music. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">One of my favorite songs was Hands so it had the honor of the repeat button. Imagine what effect this song sang out loud could have on you when you feel broken? Just the opening verse itself set the stage for me to relax and enjoy the moment: "If I could tell the world just one thing it's that we're all okay" That alone made me happy but the more I listened the more of it I absorbed. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I am convinced that this song is enlightened. I think that Jewel saw herself as love in that moment and was able to express that we are all love and in turn I was able to feel love for myself. At some point the energy inside me shifted and I believed in love. </span><span style="font-size: large;">When
I was ready to believe that, I shifted towards the truth of my wholeness and stopped feeling broken. I heard those words and I was
able to make the transition to actually feeling whole and not just being whole without knowing it and feeling broken. Now I could happily accept that my friend was absolutely right. <span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">We are all whole. </span> </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I was best able grasp this when I stopped thinking about it and just felt connection to something greater than myself. Some people call this God or Goddess, Jung calls this collective unconscious, Mastin from the Daily Love calls this the <b><a href="http://thedailylove.com/why-uni-verse/" target="_blank">"uni-verse"</a></b>, Gabrielle Bernstein calls it your "ing", </span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">I call it spirit </span>and many people will call it many different things but the newborn baby in us knows this as <u>the truth:</u> <span style="font-size: x-large;"><u>we are all connected</u></span>. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">As I said before, at that time cleaning, organizing and decorating were what brought me joy while I sang along to my music in the background. But now it is when I run, play guitar, write in my journal, try a new recipe with a vegetable from my garden, do pottery, spend time with my family. What brings you joy will always change and never be the same for anybody but the trick is to do more of what brings you joy. When you do you are bringing love and healing to yourself and in turn to the world.</span><span style="font-size: large;"><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml>
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<span style="font-size: large;">So thank you Jewel for that lesson it is a
part of me now. Whenever I feel broken I remember to stop and perform radical self care by doing something that brings me joy and trust that "we're all okay, not to worry because worry is wasteful and useless in times like these...In the end only kindness matters" This is my mantra, This is my prayer to turn my angst into love and in turn to offer up my healing to the world in the hopes that it might heal them too.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">This is my act of spiritual activism this week what's yours? Tell me in the comments how you practice radical self-care?</span></span><br />
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<br />Yer Cinnamon Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14961399474635192033noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987956603016785829.post-36498583879948545272014-01-03T10:44:00.001-05:002014-01-03T10:44:24.667-05:00The possibilities of pottery<iframe allowfullscreen="" height="281" mozallowfullscreen="" src="//player.vimeo.com/video/82012299" webkitallowfullscreen="" width="500"></iframe>Yer Cinnamon Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14961399474635192033noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987956603016785829.post-18507110015323253392013-12-11T08:00:00.000-05:002014-01-24T13:45:11.112-05:00The Series: My life is like a Jewel Album PART I<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">I just re-discovered the</span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> joy of listen</span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">ing to a whole album</span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">.</span> <span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">I just didn't seem to have the time anymore.</span> </span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">I know that sounds ridicu<span style="font-size: large;">lous but I'll <span style="font-size: large;">explain<span style="font-size: large;">. <span style="font-size: large;">The main place<span style="font-size: large;"> that I could enjoy an album in full </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">was in my car. I don't use my car to get to work anymore so I don't get to enjoy that.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">Ipods don't encourage listening to a full CD. I always end up listening to a podcast or something.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">When I have dinner with my family we will often pop on an album but<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"> my husband is usually in control of what we listen to because during those times<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: 14px;"> </span>we <span style="font-size: large;">just want so<span style="font-size: large;">me nice sounds to <span style="font-size: large;">support ou<span style="font-size: large;">r interactions with each other and he's good at finding that. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">If I play music that I choose, I end up in my own musical and I am just on stage by myself. I can't help myself! </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">But I digress.... </span><span style="font-size: x-large;">I wanted to talk to you guys about how an interesting thing happened when I popped in a CD that I used to listen to about 10 years ago. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">I realized that I had embodied my interpretation of the messages from all my favorite songs off the album. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">These songs became my mantras in times of loneliness and despair. I sang them with all my heart and they changed me.</span><br />
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<u><span style="font-size: x-large;">In this series I will tell you about the life lesson I took from each one of my favorite songs! Aren't you excited?!</span></u><br />
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</span><span style="font-size: x-large;">So for PART I of this series we are going to talk about the first song on the album: </span><span style="font-size: x-large;">"Deep Water" on </span><span style="font-size: x-large;">"Spirit" by Jewel; </span><span style="font-size: large;">This excites me because just the title alone evokes so many things. </span><span style="font-size: large;">If you haven't heard it and wanna listen to what I am talking about here it is. </span><br />
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You find yourself falling down<br />
Your hopes in the sky<br />
But you heart like grape gum on the ground<br />
And you try to find yourself<br />
In the abstractions of religion<br />
And the cruelty of everyone else<br />
And you wake up to realize<br />
Your standard of living somehow got stuck on survive<br />
When you're standing in deep water<br />
And you're bailing yourself out with a straw<br />
And when you're drowning in deep water<br />
And you wake up making love to a wall<br />
Well it's these little times that help to remind<br />
It's nothing without love<br />
You wake up to realize your only friend<br />
Has never been yourself or anybody who cared in the end<br />
That's when suddenly everything fades or falls away<br />
'Cause the chains which once held us are only the chains which we've made<br />
When you're standing in deep water<br />
And you're bailing yourself out with a straw<br />
And when you're drowning in deep water<br />
And you wake up making love to a wall<br />
Well it's these little times that help to remind<br />
It's nothing without love, love, love<br />
It's nothing without love<br />
We've compromised our pride<br />
And sacrificed out health<br />
We have to demand more<br />
Not of each other<br />
But more from ourselves<br />
"Cause when you're standing in deep water<br />
And you're bailing yourself out with a straw<br />
When you're drowning in deep water<br />
And you wake up making love to a wall<br />
Well it's these little times that help to remind<br />
It's nothing without love, love, love<br />
It's nothing without love<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><u>Lesson Learned: Self Love; Learn to love yourself in this deep down way.</u> </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">In my thirties realized that I had a lot of compassion for others but not for myself. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I would look at old pictures of my self during the critical ages of about fourteen to nineteen and remembered how much I sincerely didn't like myself. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I realized I was so mean to myself. I still had self defeating messages that carried on into my thirties.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I had been bullied in elementary school but I was free of that now and I still found a way to perpetuate it. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I became my own bully. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">When we have a victim mentality we think that others are the enemy and get stuck in blaming others. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">I decided to take control and stop being my own worst enemy. It was easy form me to understand this intellectually but it took me a long time to embody it or feel it in my heart.</span><br />
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</span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">But I did and you can too!</span> </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">When I talk to my friends about these experiences I try to give as many details as I can to help them make the switch in their mind that liberated me. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I hope this helps but keep on reading because if it doesn't I will give you a trick to stop those pervasive thoughts when you get them.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I still get these pervasive thoughts when I am not doing well.They go something like this: "You're a loser; What is wrong with you? Why can't you...". </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">This is no way to elevate yourself to be all that you can be whether it be on a personal, inter-personal, professional, spiritual, physical or unnamed happiness you are trying to achieve when you don't have love for yourself.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">You paralyze yourself. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">The song "Deep Water" may be interpreted in many ways but the way it spoke to me was: "If you cannot love yourself you have no life at all. You are only existing, compromising your health and well-being and it is not up to anyone else to change that but yourself." </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">There are times when you feel like you are just spinning with bad self defeating thoughts and the worst part about it is that even if you do care about yourself and have some measure of self love when or how do you stop the pervasive/bad thoughts that I like to call "noise"?</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">The noise stops with self love and you have to demand it from yourself.</span> </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">Here is my trick to get rid of the noise: think another thought that is positive. I know it sounds over simplistic but it works.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">It is actually really hard to do because bad thoughts are like biting your nails. Often times you don't even notice you're having them they aren't even conscious. I'm not telling you to perform miracles but when you do notice the noise:"You're a loser" change it to a positive thought:"I'm worthy" and say it to yourself instead to banish the noise. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">Songs are really helpful in that way. Songs are also pervasive and they can help you associate good memories with them depending on who you listened to them with or by reminding you of a happy period in your life when you listened to them.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">You don't have to be a Jewel fan to overcome those pervasive BAD thoughts. Just find your own song or take mine I am willing to share and I'm sure <span style="color: magenta;"><span style="background-color: white;"><b><a href="https://itunes.apple.com/ca/album/spirit/id376953661" target="_blank">Jewel is too</a></b></span></span>.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">With my interpretation of that song every time I sang:
"It's nothing without love." </span><span style="font-size: large;">I was able to concentrate on the song, the conversations I've had with it playing in the background send myself love every time.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">A final thought to leave you with on synchronicity. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I have been mulling over the idea of writing this blog series for several months. I had started writing it and knew what I wanted to say but did not finalize it yet.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Today on the day that I decide to finish writing my first post I got my thought for today newsletter from Oprah and the subject was: "5 ways to find peace in less than 5 minutes; How to stop bad thoughts". </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">When I read it number 3 was:</span><br />
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</span><span style="font-size: large;">When our brain insists on reminding us of that awful thing we
said at the party last night, most of us react by suppressing the
thought (and perhaps groaning). This often works, found British
neuroscientists Roland Benoit and Michael Anderson, who used an <a href="http://www.sciencedirect.com/science/article/pii/S0896627313000937" target="_blank">MRI machine to trace the brain activity of people who were trying to forget something</a>.</span> <span style="font-size: large;">In a study published in the journal <i>Neuron</i>,
they explained that when we push a memory out of our head, activity in
the hippocampus, the region of the brain critical for remembering the
past, is inhibited. However, there's always the threat that the thought
will pop up again... and again. Another trick that the scientists tested
was thought substitution: Whenever you start rehashing the night, tell
yourself instead to think about your vacation to Aruba, or reimagine
every bite of a meal you enjoyed. Doing this will induce frenetic
activity in the parts of the brain that need to work to retrieve
memories and along the pathways to consciousness. The two thoughts will
literally compete for your attention, so make the substitution memory
engaging and pleasurable enough to win.</span></div>
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For more on that go to this link: <a href="http://www.oprah.com/health/How-to-Stop-Bad-Thoughts-Thinking-Positively/3#ixzz2n692mwkG" style="color: #003399;">http://www.oprah.com/health/How-to-Stop-Bad-Thoughts-Thinking-Positively/3#ixzz2n692mwkG</a></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">This is my act of spiritual activism this week what's yours?</span><br />
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Yer Cinnamon Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14961399474635192033noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987956603016785829.post-51323764761253150672013-12-10T09:34:00.000-05:002013-12-10T13:58:49.962-05:00I love Marie T.V.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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If you don't watch Marie T.V. yet and you want to be free and happy and have entrepreneurial ideas you must take the time and watch at least one of her videos. This is my favorite right now I am telling anyone who will listen about it. I can guarantee that if you take the time she will say something that will inspire you.<br />
<br />Yer Cinnamon Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14961399474635192033noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987956603016785829.post-24306959128988849682013-12-05T15:34:00.001-05:002013-12-05T15:34:14.125-05:00I went to Ireland this summer and I was enchanted<span style="font-size: x-large;">I tried to bring home some Irish cheese but you cannot bring it to Canada. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">All over North America and Europe we are all experiencing a sort of food revolution, getting back to the basics about where our food comes from and taking an interest in preserving and growing our own food.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">In Ireland they have some well established traditions and they have a glorious food revolution.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">Watch this video you'll see how I felt inspired when I was there.</span><br />
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<a href="http://vimeo.com/80452517">Small Green Fields</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/user17008268">Imen McDonnell</a> on <a href="https://vimeo.com/">Vimeo</a>.<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">If you haven seen the producer Imen's blog: "I married an Irish Farmer" you must her pictures and stories are just as beautiful.</span>Yer Cinnamon Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14961399474635192033noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987956603016785829.post-61729097487736666972013-11-29T14:01:00.000-05:002013-11-30T19:02:49.465-05:00Friday Music: I want to see the Bright Lights Tonight<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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This song has been in my head rent free for about two months.Yer Cinnamon Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14961399474635192033noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987956603016785829.post-62523048426158014862013-06-26T14:25:00.000-04:002013-06-30T14:25:52.334-04:00Adventures on my quest to the best veggie burger EVER!<span style="font-size: large;">So this whole obsession with the <a href="http://yercinnamongirl.blogspot.ca/2013/06/on-my-quest-to-best-veggie-burger-ever.html" target="_blank"><b>best veggie burger ever</b></a> began when my husband came home from his annual camping trip with his girls and told me that he had to take me to <a href="http://www.weblocal.ca/restaurant-miss-patate-saint-faustin-lac-carre-qc.html" target="_blank"><b>Miss Patate</b></a> to taste the veggie burger there.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">He loves my cooking and in our twenties I introduced him to his first vegepate sandwich with sprouts and he never forgot it. He said he tried to re-create it many times but was never able to do it without me he just couldn't get the combination of ingredients quite right.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">After he had that veggie burger at Miss Patate he was feeling the same way. How did she do that? I have to take you there so we can make something like it at home. He kept asking questions like: :Why can't we find a veggie burger like that in Montreal?" Even up to a year later! </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Since we got a new used car last spring we have been going on little day trips because we are not so afraid that we'll get stranded somewhere and today we finally went to Miss Patate and he was absolutely right! The veggie burger was delectable.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">There it is in all it's glory. What is unusual is, you are, what we Montrealers say,: "Up North" which is known for it's "cantines" and maybe some fancy restaurants around ski resorts but definitely not for any vegetarian friendly fare. So to begin with that is special in itself but like so many great things the passion and the love put into the product comes from a special woman Huguette. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">When she saw me picking away at the bun trying to figure out what this amazing bun was, with all of it's freshness, softness and ORANGE specks all over it she asked me: "Do you like your veggie burger?" . Seemingly worried that I didn't and I said I love it but I am trying to figure out what this bun is made of because it is so delicious and she didn't just smile me away. She actually got the buns out from the back and showed me the packaging and told me where I could get some. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">She uses these carrot buns from an organic bakery in Sainte Sophie, a veggie patty with white melted cheese (not necessary for vegans) along with her house grown sprouts, some sweet onions, lettuce, tomato, banana peppers and her special sauce. As she puts it it's almost like cake and I agree. It was so good. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">When I asked what inspired her to do this in such an unlikely place she said that it was because she didn't eat alot of meat so she was trying to find easy things to eat at work and over five years she developed this product. After talking for a while I found out that her poutine was also veggie, no meat gravy, just vegetable. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">She also serves veggie pogos and hot dogs. So vegetarians eat your heart out. It is not healthy food or anything but vegetarians like to go to cantines too and now they can and enjoy more than some fries. Her son is there to help her and it's impressive the way they all work together, we got there in a rush and they were rushing about cooking everyone's food and still had time for a friendly chat. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I didn't even tell her I was going to write a blog post about her. I didn't know I would but I was so impressed with her passion, kindness and generosity that I didn't see how I couldn't. Thanks Huguette et Julien!</span>Yer Cinnamon Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14961399474635192033noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987956603016785829.post-7206466554857764212013-06-25T13:10:00.000-04:002013-06-30T13:10:42.710-04:00The Occupy Movement and A Painted House by John Grisham<span style="font-size: large;">One thing you may not know about me is that I read a lot of books! All kinds of books, any books, people give me books all the time and they are all read and then passed on. It is pretty rare that I don't like a book. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I find I learn about life and life experiences with fiction even more than an informational or non-fiction book. I admit it may be my </span><span style="font-size: large;">state of openness </span><span style="font-size: large;">when I read fiction because I am doing it with pure joy without any obligation and complete receptivity.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I think all stories even science fiction which is even in worlds that don't exist have elements of truth or something to ponder about; a place, a time and relationships. I mark off passages that move me or made me think about something I want to talk about or share with my family or write about; either in my journal to help me along with something I'm struggling with or just explain something I've been feeling but couldn't put into words. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I thought I'd share this one with you today because sometimes we think the stock markets and the world we live in today puts us at the mercy of wall street. Now what you may know about me is that I love the underdog so I resonate with the occupy movement much more that I do with the one percent but this passage on page 78 of "The Painted House" by John Grisham assuaged me somehow.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">The story is told in the voice of a young boy which was really refreshing it was a great little read: </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">"My pop says the cotton prices are goin' down," Dan Montgomery said as he tossed a rock into the darkness. "Says the cotton traders in Memphis are pushin' down prices 'cause there's so much cotton."</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">"It's a big crop," I said. The Montgomery twins wanted to be farmers when they grew up. I felt sorry for them.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">When the rains flooded the land and wiped out the crops, the prices went up because the traders in Memphis couldn't get enough cotton. But the farmers, ofcourse, had nothing to sell. And when the rains cooperated and the crops were huge, the prices went down because traders in Memphis had too much cotton. The poor people who labored in the fields didn't make enough to pay their crop loans.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">See what I mean? This made me remember that we have to be careful with nostalgia. Many people have struggled for a long time and well there have always been the ones who beat it or find another way and even thrived when things were much harder so we can too. What do you think?</span>Yer Cinnamon Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14961399474635192033noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987956603016785829.post-59489235130451010992013-06-23T12:20:00.000-04:002013-06-23T12:20:25.233-04:00Relish this.<span style="font-size: large;">I love Isuu! It is my connection to all sorts of gorgeous free publications like this one. Relish is a small magazine with only two copies. The second publication is about Montreal and it is so brilliant and beautiful. I was so proud to see my city looking so good. Check it out it's free!</span><div class="issuuembed" data-configid="0/3694292" style="height: 525px; width: 525px;">
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<span style="font-size: large;">This is my favorite place to meet my husband for lunch when we're at work so we are always thrilled when it's time for the street to close and look forward to the events and art we will find. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Yesterday we brought our own lunch and it was a nice day so the street was really vibrant. There was free Tim Horton's coffee and there was a classical pianist playing piano outside. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">There was a <b><a href="http://luckystruck.com/" target="_blank">food truck</a></b> named <b><a href="http://archive.wrgmag.com/luckys-food-truck/" target="_blank">Lucky's Truck who serves poutine with Duck and red wine sauce</a></b> which is apparently delicious and if the crowd around it was any indication it must be good. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">To be honest this year the decor or art project leaves something to be desired though. In our experience over time things are added to the exhibit so I am hoping there is more to come.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I don't know if anything can replicate last year's Urban Forest which we dubbed the purple palace. I was so in love with that exhibit it was my definite favorite in the last three years we've been going. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">When I got back from lunch I just had to search through my cell phone hoping I took pictures last year so I could show you what I mean.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I don't often share my pictures because I find them so disappointing. I am not gifted in taking photos and I am hoping I will learn but in the meantime many times I have to ask my friends and daughter to take the pictures for me. It is just a mystery to me.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">In this case I took them. Sorry in advance for the quality but I still think you'll get a good idea of what a relaxing place this was last summer. The street was carpeted in purple astro turf and there were these metallic trees lavender ribbons always flowing in the wind. Everything was pink and purple and white. It was just absolutely delightful.</span><br />
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<br />Yer Cinnamon Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14961399474635192033noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987956603016785829.post-17511310951762354532013-06-13T13:14:00.000-04:002013-06-13T14:17:32.983-04:00On my quest to the best VEGGIE Burger EVER.<span style="font-size: large;">Sometimes I am just way too ambitious for my own good. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Last weekend I decided that I would buy all the ingredients to make veggie burgers for every night of the week this week and make them all on Sunday. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Does that sound like too much? </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">If not you're absolutely right it doesn't sound too bad. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Every week I </span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">do a version of this Sunday blitz preparing
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possibly something baked without writing about it. </span>The problem is I have a tendency to just to put too much on my "TO DO" list. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">My husband always warns me "Now don't do too much!" and I say: "No no" with this faraway look and I always do. <span style="font-size: x-small;"></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I can safely say this time even if I did too much it was so worth it! Everything was delicious! I had complete dinners for every night of the week and even had enough to share with friends. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">This is one of the 5 veggie burgers </span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">I made. This one is from <b><a href="http://ohsheglows.com/2011/07/13/our-perfect-veggie-burger/" target="_blank">Oh she Glows</a></b></span></span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"> that I shared with my friend Jen.</span> It was served with sauteed mushrooms and onions and <b><a href="http://www.reclaimingprovincial.com/2013/04/03/sriracha-roasted-chickpeas-cauliflower-with-pickled-mustard-seeds/" target="_blank">pickled mustard seeds</a></b> another new recipe that I tried this week that I am thrilled with and some turnip fries that my cute husband had cut up </span><span style="font-size: large;">over the weekend to help me out.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">So last Sunday when I got up at 6 am veggie burgers were not the only thing on my mind. The first thing I made the pizza dough for the Sticky Buns and Cinnamon Rolls.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">It was pretty good timing though since my really handsome husband got home from the night shift around seven am and I followed him around, drinking my coffee listening to his stories about work while I waited for my dough to rise.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Once my husband went to bed I got busy and when my teen son got up I greeted him with Hot Sticky Buns and coffee and sat with him with a yummy piece of leftover dough I had stuffed with chocolate chips and also shared that with him. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">When he went to his room satiated I got busy with my Tofu dishes. For lunch it was Sesame Crusted Tofu with Nuoc Cham from <b><a href="http://www.alexandracooks.com/2013/01/02/detox-sesame-crusted-tofu-with-nuoc-cham/" target="_blank">Alexandra's Kitchen</a></b> absolutely delicious and we later used the tofu and Nuoc Cham in sandwiches during the week for our lunches.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"> <span style="font-size: x-large;">For dinner my main inspiration for writing about my cooking over the weekend was this recipe I discovered that I absolutely must mention because it is life changing. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Are you curious to know what it is? It is one of the most amazing dishes I've ever eaten: Bulgogi Style Tofu. It is now hands down my favorite meal!</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Now I'm not a stranger to tofu. I like it but it is not something that I consider tasty on it's own. I usually use it ground up in egg rolls or dim sum with cabbage, onions and carrots and lots of tamari, ginger and garlic for flavor or to roll in sushi to eat with some nice pickled ginger and wasabi.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">I am telling you if that is what you think when you think of tofu well you absolutely need to try this recipe. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> Tell me what you think if you do and I'll let you know the results of our veggie burger taste testing.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">I will be creating one with all my favorite recipes how about you? If yes no need to go anywhere you can just <b><a href="http://www.blogger.com/Make%20Your%20Own%20Blurb%20Cookbook!%20http://www.shareasale.com/r.cfm?b=340225&u=526423694422&m=31260&urllink=&afftrack=" target="_blank">click here</a></b> and it will take you through the process step by step.</span></span><br />
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<a href="http://www.shareasale.com/r.cfm?b=489595&u=526423&m=31260&urllink=&afftrack=" target="_blank"><img border="0" src="http://www.shareasale.com/image/31260/BL_Cookbook_468x60_Final.jpg" /></a>Yer Cinnamon Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14961399474635192033noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987956603016785829.post-16924327587260874652013-06-10T09:49:00.001-04:002013-06-10T09:49:12.343-04:00Monday's Daily OM inspired musings<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Copyright <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/theglint/" target="_blank">the*Glint</a> via flickr</td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: verdana, helvetica, arial; font-size: x-large;">Learning
to let go of our need to acquire things brings us closer to the beauty
of our soul. Nowadays it can be difficult for us to turn against
everything our world is built upon and truly see what is valuable in our
lives. Opening our eyes to this, however, brings us to a deeper
realization that nothing material can satisfy our needs or stay with us
and only the love and generosity of soul remains constant. By finding
abundance within, you will see that that is all you truly need today. </span><br />
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Yer Cinnamon Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14961399474635192033noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987956603016785829.post-5543200675927562132013-06-06T13:58:00.000-04:002013-06-06T14:01:14.374-04:00I am suffering from Teenitis<span style="font-size: large;">Not only am I on a weight loss plateau that is giving me <span style="font-size: x-large;"><a href="http://yercinnamongirl.blogspot.ca/2013/05/sometimes-when-i-have-alot-to-say-i-get.html" target="_blank"><b>WRITER'S BLOCK</b></a></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I am suffering from <span style="font-size: x-large;"><i>Teenitis</i>: </span>a response of body tissues to injury or irritation by a <span style="font-size: x-large;"><i>teen</i>;</span> characterized by pain and swelling and redness and heat in you <span style="font-size: x-large;"><i>heart</i></span> as if you forgot to give your child his lunch when he went on a field trip and you couldn't bring him one or contact him!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><i>Symptoms</i></span>: Loss of wisdom, weight gain, loss of motivation and</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">feeling of failure.</span><br />
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Yer Cinnamon Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14961399474635192033noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987956603016785829.post-19095670762057682052013-05-06T00:00:00.000-04:002013-05-06T00:00:08.683-04:00Again I have to mention the synchronicity of the Daily OM; this one was received on the day of my 42nd birthday!<a href="http://www.dailyom.com/articles/2013/37796.html" target="_blank"><span style="font-family: verdana, helvetica, arial; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">May 2, 2013</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><b>Appreciating What Is</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>Enjoying Your Age</i></span>
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by </span></span></a><span style="font-family: verdana, helvetica, arial; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/null" target="_blank">Madisyn Taylor</a>
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<a href="http://www.dailyom.com/articles/2013/37796.html" target="_blank"><span style="font-family: verdana, helvetica, arial; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: large;"><i>Try to enjoy the age you are at now, for each age presents its own unique wisdom to savor.</i></span></span></span></a></center>
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<span style="font-size: large;">In each stage of life, there are wonderful experiences one can savor and
valuable insights one can absorb. Every new decade and, in fact, every
new year brings with it wisdom, transformation, and growth, as well as
ends and beginnings. Many people, however, believe that there is one age
that eclipses the others. They expend energy trying to reach it and,
once it has passed, trying to retain it. But wishing to be younger or
older is a denial of the joys that have been and the joys yet to be, as
well as the beauty of your life in the present. Holding on to one age
can make it difficult to appreciate each new milestone you reach. Taking
pleasure in the delights of your age, whether you are in your 20s, 40s,
60s, or 80s, can help you see the magnificence and usefulness of the
complex seasons of your life.
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Each new year gifted to us by the universe is replete with exciting and
unfamiliar experiences. In our 20s, we can embrace the energy of youth
and the learning process, knowing its okay to not have all the answers.
As we move through our third decade, we grow more self-assured as the
confusion of our young adulthood melts away. We can honor these years by
putting aside our fears of aging and concentrating instead on
solidifying our values and enjoying our growing emotional maturity. In
our 40s, we become conscious of the wisdom we have attained through life
experience and are blessed with the ability to put it to good use. We
are not afraid to explore unfamiliar territory or to change. In our 50s,
we tend to have successfully navigated our midlife reevaluations and
have prioritized our lives. In the decades beyond, we discover a greater
sense of freedom than we have ever known and can truly enjoy the memory
of all weve seen and done.
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">Try to enjoy the age you are at now, for each age presents its own unique wisdom to savor</span></span><span style="font-size: x-large;">.</span></span></span>Yer Cinnamon Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14961399474635192033noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987956603016785829.post-17879106723596246822013-05-03T16:19:00.000-04:002013-05-03T16:19:57.321-04:00May is a month full of celebration<span style="font-size: large;">I have a birthday and it's mother's day<span style="font-size: large;">! <span style="font-size: large;">I</span>f you're wondering what to get me<span style="font-size: large;"> </span>I really love this apron that WILL NOT giv<span style="font-size: large;">e me a neck rash!</span></span></span><br />
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<a href="http://www.laylagrayce.com/Products/Jessie-Steele-Apron-Strapless-Bows-and-Roses__JS451JS215.aspx" target="_blank"><span><span id="Anthem_ctl00_MainContentHolder_lblName__"><span id="ctl00_MainContentHolder_lblName">Jessie Steele Apron Strapless Bows & Roses</span></span></span></a></h1>
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<span style="color: #8d7e6c;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;">To help you prepare for all of your upcoming parties or if you want to give a gift to the hostess (like myself) <b><a href="http://www.shareasale.com/r.cfm?b=210903&u=526423&m=25626&urllink=&afftrack=" target="_blank">Layla Grayce</a></b> is offering <a href="http://www.shareasale.com/r.cfm?b=479929&u=526423&m=25626&urllink=&afftrack=" target="_blank"><b>15% off Hostess & Entertainment</b></a><b>
</b> with promo code SPRING15 valid through 5/16! Don't miss your chance to shop
this amazing sale!
Here are a </span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;">fe</span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;">w more gift ide</span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;">as for you</span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;">r</span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;"> hostess, mom or me.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<a href="http://www.laylagrayce.com/Products/Rosanna-D%C3%A9cor-Bon-Bon-Hue-Pink-Tall-Pedestal__RI52133.aspx" target="_blank"><span><span id="Anthem_ctl00_MainContentHolder_lblName__"><span id="ctl00_MainContentHolder_lblName">Rosanna Décor Bon Bon Hue Pink Tall Pedestal</span></span></span></a></h1>
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<span style="color: black;"><a href="http://www.laylagrayce.com/Products/Antique-Rose-Blue-Tea-Pot__PIP51005002.aspx" target="_blank"><span><span id="Anthem_ctl00_MainContentHolder_lblName__"><span id="ctl00_MainContentHolder_lblName"><span style="font-size: large;">Here it is again I am obsess<span style="font-size: large;">ed with this gorge<span style="font-size: large;">ous </span></span></span>Antique Rose Blue Tea Pot</span></span></span></a></span></h1>
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<span style="color: #8d7e6c;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="color: black;">Finally I have been coveting this for a while and even plan to make a quilt based on this tablecloth.</span></span></span><br />
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<a href="http://www.laylagrayce.com/Products/Big-Pink-Flowers-Table-Cloth__PIP51035019.aspx" target="_blank"><span><span id="Anthem_ctl00_MainContentHolder_lblName__"><span id="ctl00_MainContentHolder_lblName">Big Pink Flowers Table Cloth</span></span></span></a></h1>
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<span style="color: #8d7e6c;"><br /></span>Yer Cinnamon Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14961399474635192033noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987956603016785829.post-14115921795926872932013-05-03T14:23:00.000-04:002013-05-03T14:23:04.940-04:00Sometimes when I have alot to say I get writer's block too.<span style="font-size: large;">Right now I'm stuck. I'm working on a series of posts called: "My life is a Jewel Album; Reflections on the parallels to my life on the album Spirit by Jewel Kilcher." I refuse to start publishing a series of posts without completin<span style="font-size: large;">g </span>them<span style="font-size: large;"> </span>all just in case they turn out to be just st<span style="font-size: large;">upid an<span style="font-size: large;">d <span style="font-size: large;">I change my mind. I realized that </span></span></span><strike>some</strike> most people may not see the paral<span style="font-size: large;">lel</span>s I make by the amount of questions they ask me with a confused look on their face but those links make perfect sense to me <span style="font-size: large;">and <span style="font-size: large;">a few kindre<span style="font-size: large;">d spirits</span></span></span>.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><u>To illustrate this at the moment I believe that my plateau in weight loss = writer's block.</u></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span> <span style="font-size: large;">To clarify you did not wan<span style="font-size: large;">der<span style="font-size: large;"> on to the wrong blog. <span style="font-size: large;">T</span></span></span>his is defin<span style="font-size: large;">i<span style="font-size: large;">t<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">e</span>ly not a we<span style="font-size: large;">ight loss blog not that I don't like them<span style="font-size: large;">. If you're inter<span style="font-size: large;">ested in them</span> I <span style="font-size: large;">actually <span style="font-size: large;">strongly re<span style="font-size: large;">commen<span style="font-size: large;">d <a href="http://www.sherylyvette.com/" target="_blank"><b>"A </b><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Neurotic Glamour Gi</b><span style="font-size: large;"><b>rl's Weight </b><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Watcher's </b><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Experience and Fitness Adventures."</b></span></span></span></span></a><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"> she is so inspiring (I love<span style="font-size: large;"> you Sheryl)</span>. I love<span style="font-size: large;"> to <span style="font-size: large;">be fi<span style="font-size: large;">t and move but I abhor an<span style="font-size: large;">ything that i<span style="font-size: large;">sn't pretty so<span style="font-size: large;"> </span></span></span><span style="font-size: large;">most dorky fitness clot<span style="font-size: large;">hes and running shoes DO NOT make the cut. When I saw this <span style="font-size: large;">retro style glamo<span style="font-size: large;">ur</span></span> girl writing posts about her fitness journey and taking self p<span style="font-size: large;">ortraits of herself riding her pink bike <span style="font-size: large;">all over N<span style="font-size: large;">ew York</span> city in full make up and he<span style="font-size: large;">els I was an insta<span style="font-size: large;">n<span style="font-size: large;">t fan</span></span>! </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">But I di<span style="font-size: large;">gress what I meant to say was that </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span>everybo<span style="font-size: large;">dy who read<span style="font-size: large;">s my blog<span style="font-size: large;">...Does anyone read my blog? (cloud bubble inserted here) must<span style="font-size: large;"> </span></span></span>know my <span style="font-size: large;">passion<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"> is design, arts, crafts and the under<span style="font-size: large;">dog<span style="font-size: large;"> <span style="font-size: large;">okay okay </span>I know I<span style="font-size: large;">'m ram<span style="font-size: large;">bling bear with me.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">Now back to the <span style="font-size: large;">po<span style="font-size: large;">int I was trying to make.<span style="font-size: large;"> Since I joined We<span style="font-size: large;">ight Watchers last fall I have <span style="font-size: large;">had a more or less steady wei<span style="font-size: large;">ght loss. <span style="font-size: large;">I</span></span></span></span></span></span></span> never felt <span style="font-size: large;">discour<span style="font-size: large;">aged<span style="font-size: large;"> not really<span style="font-size: large;"> I mean you have thos<span style="font-size: large;">e weeks you go up a bit just<span style="font-size: large;"> to</span> get the big numbers later and everything work<span style="font-size: large;">ed for me without too much difficulty. I<span style="font-size: large;">t was very empowe<span style="font-size: large;">ri<span style="font-size: large;">ng to realize<span style="font-size: large;"> I wasn't ac<span style="font-size: large;">tually a PIG (I'm sorry to anyone that may offend but I have this problem where I am really hard on myself) I just made s<span style="font-size: large;">ome </span>bad choi<span style="font-size: large;">ces and with a few ad<span style="font-size: large;">justme<span style="font-size: large;">nts I<span style="font-size: large;"> lost weight<span style="font-size: large;"> fairly easil<span style="font-size: large;">y.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span> </span></span></span> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">Y<span style="font-size: large;">ou just <span style="font-size: large;">know there is a </span>but</span> coming... BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUT <span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">I have been hovering within 2lbs of <span style="font-size: large;">a 20l<span style="font-size: large;">bs <span style="font-size: large;">loss which has become unattainable to me<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"> at the moment.</span> </span></span> I started to q<span style="font-size: large;">uestion myself<span style="font-size: large;">; "<span style="font-size: large;">Am I eating enough fru<span style="font-size: large;">its and <span style="font-size: large;">vegetables<span style="font-size: large;">?" and ate fr<span style="font-size: large;">u<span style="font-size: large;">it for breakfa<span style="font-size: large;">st<span style="font-size: large;">, sal<span style="font-size: large;">ad for lu<span style="font-size: large;">nch.</span></span></span></span> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">"Am<span style="font-size: large;"> I really tracking everything I eat??" I paid c<span style="font-size: large;">lose attention and <span style="font-size: large;">was relieved to know that yes I was<span style="font-size: large;">. I spoke to my leader who advise<span style="font-size: large;">d me to get more active which turned out well b<span style="font-size: large;">ecause it spring in Montreal and I have a membership for <b><a href="http://yercinnamongirl.blogspot.ca/2012/11/farewell-bixi.html" target="_blank">BI</a></b><span style="font-size: large;"><b><a href="http://yercinnamongirl.blogspot.ca/2012/11/farewell-bixi.html" target="_blank">XI</a></b> </span></span>and can hardly pass by a bike without taking one<span style="font-size: large;">. </span>S<span style="font-size: large;">o...</span>I di<span style="font-size: large;">d<span style="font-size: large;"> and I still maintained this hove<span style="font-size: large;">ring position</span>. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">When I got weigh<span style="font-size: large;">ed <span style="font-size: large;">the next week<span style="font-size: large;"> </span></span></span>I spoke to my <span style="font-size: large;">leader</span> again who is so lovely and not judging me and trusting me and really there for me and not to mention beautif<span style="font-size: large;">ul, <span style="font-size: large;">awesome<span style="font-size: large;">, </span>helpful<span style="font-size: large;">, </span>ins<span style="font-size: large;">piring, <span style="font-size: large;">so </span>cute<span style="font-size: large;">, stylish an<span style="font-size: large;">d interest<span style="font-size: large;">ing</span></span></span></span></span></span> advised th<span style="font-size: large;">at I drink my water which means at least 6 cups a day and I did even though it has me running to the bathroom peeing about <span style="font-size: large;">five times more often to the washroom whi<span style="font-size: large;">ch is a feat in itself because I work in c<span style="font-size: large;">ustomer service on the phone wher<span style="font-size: large;">e</span> everythin<span style="font-size: large;">g is time<span style="font-size: large;">d even bathroom breaks </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">but I still gained 0.4 lbs. 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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">Unfor<span style="font-size: large;">tunately for me all those paralyzing messages I used to hear have come f<span style="font-size: large;">looding back<span style="font-size: large;">: <span style="font-size: large;">"You're fat, you're a loser, what is wrong with you<span style="font-size: large;">..." t<span style="font-size: large;">he list goes on but you get the pict<span style="font-size: large;">ure. </span></span></span></span></span>These messages<span style="font-size: large;"> are draining me<span style="font-size: large;">, getting me down, affecting my mood, my relationships, how I feel about myself, my health<span style="font-size: large;">, my body well essenti<span style="font-size: large;">ally <span style="font-size: large;">affecting everyt</span></span></span></span></span></span>hing. I<span style="font-size: large;"> don't want to play guitar<span style="font-size: large;">, prepare food, and finally I am getting to the point: WRITE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">Taking my cue from <b><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lena_Dunham" target="_blank">Lena Dunham</a></b> (my hero) <span style="font-size: large;">to be brave and a my younger self who once ha<span style="font-size: large;">d a wri<span style="font-size: large;">ting project that made me so nervous that I decided to write about just that and had the teacher read it in class saying how brilli<span style="font-size: large;">ant it was.</span></span></span> I de<span style="font-size: large;">cided to writ<span style="font-size: large;">e about what was stopping me from writing and suddenly out cam<span style="font-size: large;">e this post and hopefully <span style="font-size: large;">several more will flood out of me <span style="font-size: large;">now. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">The time for bea<span style="font-size: large;">ting myself up is OVER. This is a time for ACTION. Until now this steady weight <span style="font-size: large;">loss has opened up a whole n<span style="font-size: large;">ew side o<span style="font-size: large;">f me. One that is in control of my life, my choices, my fina<span style="font-size: large;">nces, one who feels like anything is possible.<span style="font-size: large;"> <span style="font-size: large;">I</span>t's the reason I picked up the guitar</span></span></span></span></span>, am going <span style="font-size: large;">to Irelan<span style="font-size: large;">d this summer, started <span style="font-size: large;">making time for m<span style="font-size: large;">y friends again</span></span> a<span style="font-size: large;">nd planning <span style="font-size: large;">many more<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"> exciting things<span style="font-size: large;"> because there has been a swit<span style="font-size: large;">ch in my b<span style="font-size: large;">rain<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">.</span> <span style="font-size: large;">A</span> new record is playing and <span style="font-size: large;">i</span>t says you are worthy, you are creative<span style="font-size: large;">, you are talented, you are fun, people love you and love to be around you. <span style="font-size: large;"> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"> SO STOP BEATING YOURSELF UP! YOU BULLY!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"> Phew! *Deep Breathes* Moral of the story here is...</span> <br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">Even when you have writer's block you have a lot to say.</span><br />
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Jason Molina was a great and prolific songwriter by himself and was the driving force behind the bands Songs:Ohia and Magnolia Electric Company. Sadly he passed away on March 16th 2013. For a short time <a href="http://content.magnoliaelectricco.com/"><strong>Magnolia Electric Co. </strong></a> is streaming everything Jason released on cd or vinyl over the past twenty years on their <a href="http://live.magnoliaelectricco.com/"><strong>bandcamp site</strong></a>.<br />
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<br />Yer Cinnamon Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14961399474635192033noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987956603016785829.post-82284065867328409962013-03-22T00:00:00.000-04:002013-03-22T15:18:07.773-04:00Friday Music...Sandy Denny and the Straubs<span style="font-size: large;">Cannot find the guitar chords for this but it's awesome and I love it. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I first discovered this song when "The Once" put it on their debut album and I heard a <a href="http://yercinnamongirl.blogspot.ca/2011/05/once.html"><strong>Canada Live podcast featuring them</strong></a><strong>.</strong> I was sitting on the train for my commute home when this song came on. That moment is cemented in my brain because it's one of those moments where your senses are awakened and I felt like time stood still. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"> <a href="http://yercinnamongirl.blogspot.ca/2011/05/once.html"> </a></span>Yer Cinnamon Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14961399474635192033noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987956603016785829.post-20899404683063659522013-03-14T14:18:00.000-04:002013-03-14T14:18:56.552-04:00Art art I want you...Jewelry by Natalia Milosz-Piekarska<span style="font-size: large;">I saw this jewelry designer on the </span><a href="http://thedesignfiles.net/2012/05/interview-natalia-milosz-piekarska/"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong>Design Files</strong></span></a><span style="font-size: large;"> and I was so intrigued. I just felt like I had to know how Natalia Milosz-Piekarska made such colorful beautiful original jewelry. If you have followed this blog you know I love color especially bold colors!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">The first thing I thought was how does she do that? What does she use? I always want to know how it's done to try and do it for myself and enjoy it and later on do my own take on it and share it with my family but this artist's work is so unique that there is no easy answer to any of those questions. She uses a combination of wood and resin and you don't know where one material starts and another begins and she adds textures and paints the jewels in these incredible colors. I. LOVE. IT. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">So number one I have to covet these other wordly jewels that are a complete mystery to me since I can't make them myself but number two I continued to read about her on Design Files and found out that Natalia was awarded the 2011 British Council ‘Realise Your Dream’ and Ian Potter Cultural Trust travel grants. <span style="font-size: x-large;">Now who wouldn't want to add that to their list of accomplishments.</span> "Both assisted her in undertaking a self initiated internship with renowned UK fashion/costume jeweller </span><a class="external" href="http://www.scottwilsonlondon.com/home.html" target="_blank"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong>Scott Wilson</strong></span></a><span style="font-size: large;"> in London!" <span style="font-size: x-large;">That is not my dream but I would love the same opportunity for my own design endeavors wouldn't you?</span> (I'm on it)</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">I am so inspired Natalia!</span> Thank you for sharing your story with us via Design Files. </span><span style="font-size: large;">DO visit Natalia’s blog </span><a class="external" href="http://ahhness.blogspot.com.au/" target="_blank"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong>here</strong></span></a> <span style="font-size: large;">for info on how to get your hands on these works of <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qpunQZ4cUyI"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><strong>art</strong></span></a>.</span></div>
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<a href="http://vimeo.com/25563376">MIDWAY : trailer : a film by Chris Jordan</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/midway">Midway</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com/">Vimeo</a>.<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"> If you love the ocean and nature please view this and share you will be astonished and might be moved to act.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">I am! Any ideas on what we could do?</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">Visit the site there's more videos; see plastic beach and plastic water and more (ghost net too).</span>Yer Cinnamon Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14961399474635192033noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5987956603016785829.post-55273573163235632202013-02-18T00:00:00.000-05:002013-02-18T00:00:10.099-05:00Monday Musings...Another Daily OM<table style="width: 100%px;"><tbody>
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<i>When we offer nothing but excuses in our lives, we are not being honest with anybody, mostly ourselves.</i></center>
</span><br /><br />Excuses may seem like rational reasons for us not to do something, but if we’re not careful we can allow them to keep us from reaching our goals. Too often we accept our excuses as reasons why we cannot accomplish what we set out to do, and instead of finding alternatives we give up. But if we can be honest with ourselves and take responsibility for our choices, we will begin to notice that we no longer give excuses. When we keep our minds focused on our goals, we will find that excuses fade away in the light of our priorities, and issues become challenges that can help us become wiser and stronger. <br /><br />Sometimes we may give others excuses rather than be fully honest. We may think it is kind to tell someone we are willing to do something with them, whether work or play, but then keep putting them off. This diverts our energy into keeping the truth at a distance while continuing a falsehood. But when we can take responsibility for our feelings and express them honestly, but gently, the other person is free to find someone who is better suited to accompany them while we are free to pursue the things we like. When we can do this, our energy can be invested in building better lives and relationships. <br /><br />There’s another way in which excuses rob us of energy—and that is in the power of our thoughts and words. If we find ourselves in a situation, for example, where we are being asked for a financial contribution but we use the excuse that we can’t afford it, we create and attract lack and limitation into our lives. The same goes for seemingly simple things like pretending to not feel well or any other false statement. We may think that excuses make things easier, but they complicate matters with smokescreens. When we can commit to our priorities, take responsibility for our choices, and communicate them honestly to others, there will be no need to make excuses, and we will have much more energy to dedicate to all the things we love. </span></td></tr>
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