tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2663622442707925202024-02-20T06:37:01.169-08:00Rainbows and SunshineJust LoveMoonchild Dancing!http://www.blogger.com/profile/03594812853058161419noreply@blogger.comBlogger159125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-266362244270792520.post-85685482123367671282010-09-10T13:34:00.000-07:002010-09-10T13:36:29.258-07:00<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKrhHVD4YFWWVtWzfo1NZv9yo-N_3VcgvLE7TwORwrgkamZXbXj4oA673JR6QEgBj7IPmF8gj7oNaV6lpCwSrpKNROox33wsV1f_vkRzO5Sho8w46ipVmSFM7jQCh7ZMm-RwpTttzROEM/s1600/003.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKrhHVD4YFWWVtWzfo1NZv9yo-N_3VcgvLE7TwORwrgkamZXbXj4oA673JR6QEgBj7IPmF8gj7oNaV6lpCwSrpKNROox33wsV1f_vkRzO5Sho8w46ipVmSFM7jQCh7ZMm-RwpTttzROEM/s400/003.JPG" /></a> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #20124d;">Let there be Love.</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #20124d;">And, so there was Love.</span></strong></div>Moonchild Dancing!http://www.blogger.com/profile/03594812853058161419noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-266362244270792520.post-38971869023556916682010-07-07T08:21:00.000-07:002010-07-07T08:21:14.481-07:00Good Morning Starshine<p><object style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: url(http://i4.ytimg.com/vi/Szd_59l9qkg/hqdefault.jpg)" width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Szd_59l9qkg&hl=en_US&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Szd_59l9qkg&hl=en_US&fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object></p><p>Good morning Starshine! </p><p>Sunny days are here again. :) I have been feeling a pull to start writing again and hopefully I find the quiet moments and dig in and shed light on the thoughts waiting patiently to be expressed!</p><p>In the meantime.. hi! And, how have you been?</p><p>Spread the love!</p><p>Peace,</p><p>Tammy</p>Moonchild Dancing!http://www.blogger.com/profile/03594812853058161419noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-266362244270792520.post-8336692629367919642010-03-29T09:24:00.000-07:002010-03-29T09:24:57.360-07:00Rainbow!<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmvc3aPjkw_IyoI5aHy-ClxHopcj6i13-PGo1WEAoeucF0Ssnnb18ee5jVGLWIeueoS3PwWQiIplaws1eN3fLfRPe2frIeuB8ckgXghoMS3vi9CX3dCenZ83CZXy8Gvrs4qHHtwOCbmr4/s1600/Rainbow+008.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmvc3aPjkw_IyoI5aHy-ClxHopcj6i13-PGo1WEAoeucF0Ssnnb18ee5jVGLWIeueoS3PwWQiIplaws1eN3fLfRPe2frIeuB8ckgXghoMS3vi9CX3dCenZ83CZXy8Gvrs4qHHtwOCbmr4/s400/Rainbow+008.JPG" /></a> </div><div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Moonchild Dancing!http://www.blogger.com/profile/03594812853058161419noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-266362244270792520.post-60753805476158842912010-01-11T10:59:00.000-08:002010-01-11T10:59:04.085-08:00Duck duck Goose!<object height="340" width="560"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/y1akGV1Wess&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/y1akGV1Wess&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object><br />
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TammyMoonchild Dancing!http://www.blogger.com/profile/03594812853058161419noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-266362244270792520.post-508153814798979312010-01-10T20:01:00.000-08:002010-01-10T20:01:08.722-08:00Mother Goose<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2ztPPUfoS6N3QzFvTKk3oDyxR4opo1MspfEBRa7OLsYN9sXQILO2pFsR7ZMeO3KHNHpGS05ZANnuyQynxm_iWZKlnplMZPNMS1H4_Ba_70JQr54m2LykLG-uEdJtIjBOQIRCEeKoKgtk/s1600-h/113.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2ztPPUfoS6N3QzFvTKk3oDyxR4opo1MspfEBRa7OLsYN9sXQILO2pFsR7ZMeO3KHNHpGS05ZANnuyQynxm_iWZKlnplMZPNMS1H4_Ba_70JQr54m2LykLG-uEdJtIjBOQIRCEeKoKgtk/s400/113.JPG" /></a> <br />
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Duck, duck.. Goose! Was walking along in a park when we were surrounded by sweet ducks all hoping for a morsel of food. <br />
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We don't feed the ducks because it only encourages them to stay instead of follow their natural instincts to fly south. Something I wonder how much we actually effect their intuitive natures and instincts that have been built in for so long. I'm continually amazed to see just how much we do wrong with our good intentions! More likely, it's our selfish intentions.. yes. Really, honestly, I'm (see, we're) not helping the birds out by feeding them that stale bread.. I'm only bloating their tummies giving kidney failure and other things. Also, it's never nice to see them fighting over the food and possibly causing each other injury. But, I certainly enjoy being chased after.. boy do I feel loved when those little duckies waddle after me nipping at my ankles and singing their little whanwhanwhant song. *insertsarcasticnodandsmilehere* So, anyway.. we did not feed the army of duckies.. nor this beautiful Goose that snuck up behind me on the path. Honestly, I just felt she was more lonely and I wanted to bring her home with me but thought she looked like she was doing a pretty good job taking care of herself. :) However, I will go back and check on her again soon. She was all by herself.. which is rather unusual for Geese and her wing looked a little strange.. but then wings have fooled me before!<br />
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We went for a walk today. Our first walk with puppy off leash. We were a little nervous and truly prepared for a little excitement if we had to be, but she thrilled us! What a good puppy, coming when called.. staying close and keeping the kids in check when they ran to fast! lol<br />
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Along this walk we spotted the biggest mushroom we've ever seen. I was grateful for my phone camera as I forgot our digital and caught a couple of not so great quality photos of it. I have put out some feelers as to what type of mushroom this is and eagerly anticipate the answer. Do you know?? If you do, you may win a prize! :) (What that will be is not yet known.) oO<br />
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It's quite large and my daughter feels pretty certain that there are many fairies living in it. I happen to agree. It's an inspiring colour, this picture not doing it justice. A velvet like creamy caramel.<br />
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Well, that's all for me for now. I wish you all great blessings on these fabulous fall days!<br />
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TammyMoonchild Dancing!http://www.blogger.com/profile/03594812853058161419noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-266362244270792520.post-86409629546986120172009-10-16T17:07:00.000-07:002009-10-16T17:07:10.203-07:00<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAAx29KvPzMMo_0qcXmHnXfMcmUxNzqAloDttsZGWgByAxOe64QmeXyubSlzLIFj1_c-cVf8rUbgzVFDcqz0tL9H3er2sUPxjbLeIBZe4cHTnTjlULu-6IlxW_dijURSxLEXkoIPQtC2E/s1600-h/IMG_4170.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAAx29KvPzMMo_0qcXmHnXfMcmUxNzqAloDttsZGWgByAxOe64QmeXyubSlzLIFj1_c-cVf8rUbgzVFDcqz0tL9H3er2sUPxjbLeIBZe4cHTnTjlULu-6IlxW_dijURSxLEXkoIPQtC2E/s400/IMG_4170.JPG" /></a> </div><div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Moonchild Dancing!http://www.blogger.com/profile/03594812853058161419noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-266362244270792520.post-27457451541328442492009-09-23T13:01:00.000-07:002009-09-23T13:02:46.527-07:00WaterA really amazing video. Get comfy, a glass of beautiful pure water and watch. :)<br />
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TammyMoonchild Dancing!http://www.blogger.com/profile/03594812853058161419noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-266362244270792520.post-77338257185926604792009-09-15T07:07:00.001-07:002009-09-15T10:04:39.133-07:00Okay.. stop.. now remember to breathe!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6QTdzje6pbqoQdkFLERM5r_0ZFTr8CDBuGAVMD8QIElzGAyxRUpLk0InMW8SzjrAoFGT2dFjvw8HJWQomEBRcH-lYAxDOqtfCo4uSgNqZy_JhMVQcFJD-09GbXGKvxHHK87na7vDJDPs/s1600-h/Sept+09+051-chicory+flower2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381738036537130066" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6QTdzje6pbqoQdkFLERM5r_0ZFTr8CDBuGAVMD8QIElzGAyxRUpLk0InMW8SzjrAoFGT2dFjvw8HJWQomEBRcH-lYAxDOqtfCo4uSgNqZy_JhMVQcFJD-09GbXGKvxHHK87na7vDJDPs/s400/Sept+09+051-chicory+flower2.jpg" /></a><br /><div>So, I'm starting another little 6 week course. Talk about an amazing summer with my herbology program which I (hopefully) graduate in October! And, I'm hoping to continue on with the Wild Women Intensive starting in May again.</div><div> </div><div> </div><div>But, now this is a pranayama breathing program that will gracefully take me into the depths of fall. I'm really looking forward to it.. like butterfly's in my tummy forward to it but as it stands right now, I can't afford it. It's not that it's a crazy expensive course.. well worth every penny but sometimes in our lives, every penny counts. However, I have trust that Spirit will look out for this situation for me and for the beautiful shining Light Soul offering the course. As long as it's paid by the end it will be okay she said. I really feel this is something vital for my being right now. I hold my breath much to often. I've been more and more conscious of my breath these last few months and have been feeling a strong pull to work with this person on it. If I'm being so pulled in a direction then there must be a reason for it. Fortunately, I'm meeting these wonderful Soul inspired, come from the heart with love and integrity and trust people.. that are not all about money. Really some of the most powerful and amazing teachers that have come to be in my life yet! So, with the opening of our own home to offer people an opportunity for a place to come and be still and safe.. I plan on operating it in the same way. People say.. well.. what about those that can afford but still don't pay.. I say.. it's none of my business.. that's their will to deal with.. not mine. Obviously, if that's the case.. they need Love more then anyone else! </div><div> </div><div>So, thank you Universe for bringing such amazing teachers into my life and it's my promise to you, that I will carry that energy and work from integrity and trust and love myself.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div>Moonchild Dancing!http://www.blogger.com/profile/03594812853058161419noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-266362244270792520.post-6139635650954464632009-09-14T09:08:00.001-07:002009-09-14T09:13:21.068-07:00Hello!<div>For just a moment I pop in and say hello! Life has started to slow down again.. with the tied and true signs of fall whispering hints of change and strength and inner silence I gracefully bow to the flow of life and trust in the movements of Mother Nature.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>So, off I go with my camera, and my trusty new Border Collie/Lab puppy for a cool morning walk around the neighbourhood to explore the rustic grasses and pathways around us.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>How is everything in YOUR lives?</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Spread the Love!</div><br /><div>Tammy</div><br /><div></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381356678362017858" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-aH2W3iXBK0FCZ7mlzvYW5RMG96pAy73b9bninK53SQB5j05DhhyQG2oteqTNy-wavrKZjcpHMNNlGL67EE549YW8u-raHZXTaIrXCU2MiHW_6DuixfQhyyUzwZeEk4vh8CLzr-b-aqM/s400/Sept+09+017.jpg" /><br /><div></div>Moonchild Dancing!http://www.blogger.com/profile/03594812853058161419noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-266362244270792520.post-91772676752694725002009-06-02T07:29:00.000-07:002009-06-02T07:30:32.511-07:00Random Hug Day!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2_70hLlcsromcuNakpDl6uLoxGnigIQgp32hKE1yvdZcjyaN0BCxTZD2WvSWWZ-L-E6aEC0ET_n2OpWBcEMIojTzu-pXGfn2FzE33wpKkvuhPlCynXuzI5Ujmywn3XbbeETE1waWjbRs/s1600-h/funny7.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342737408495738386" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2_70hLlcsromcuNakpDl6uLoxGnigIQgp32hKE1yvdZcjyaN0BCxTZD2WvSWWZ-L-E6aEC0ET_n2OpWBcEMIojTzu-pXGfn2FzE33wpKkvuhPlCynXuzI5Ujmywn3XbbeETE1waWjbRs/s400/funny7.jpg" /></a><br />Spread the Love!<br />Peace,<br />TammyMoonchild Dancing!http://www.blogger.com/profile/03594812853058161419noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-266362244270792520.post-52527412652124625832009-05-31T19:36:00.000-07:002009-05-31T20:09:04.128-07:00Hey World!I heard this song for the first time and wow.. beautiful. Then I was peeking around my favorite <a href="http://quietinthecorner.blogspot.com/">vegan geologists blog </a>and FOUND IT AGAIN! Hey you <a href="http://quietinthecorner.blogspot.com/">Bobbie</a>.. I LOVE that song too!! Imagine that. <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">lol</span><br /><br />And, so with you all you beautiful readers 0-10,000,000 I hope you enjoy this inspiring, sad, thinking song as well.<br /><br />You don't give up on me and I won't give up on you! Well.. even if you do give up on me.. that's okay because I <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">promise</span> to still not give up on you. :P HA!<br /><br /><object width="560" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/01FE9cPXE3M&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/01FE9cPXE3M&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object><br /><br />Spread the Love folks!<br /><br />Peace,<br />TammyMoonchild Dancing!http://www.blogger.com/profile/03594812853058161419noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-266362244270792520.post-91882162330710089572009-05-18T07:26:00.000-07:002009-05-18T14:52:08.039-07:00Herbology 101<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjggNxLi1X-RragG3hRlM0RTA5O9Ldqf6thir2CX0BXzKts_9U34jWf09oHAxMclhAzCxIg91MJGe82PSUeVv84nr1f87kn8aecrnTt1c181njk50mWbwa8q24-LKhcBJcNFaV3gzIgKwU/s1600-h/May+09+103.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337178028948288082" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjggNxLi1X-RragG3hRlM0RTA5O9Ldqf6thir2CX0BXzKts_9U34jWf09oHAxMclhAzCxIg91MJGe82PSUeVv84nr1f87kn8aecrnTt1c181njk50mWbwa8q24-LKhcBJcNFaV3gzIgKwU/s320/May+09+103.jpg" /></a><br /><blockquote></blockquote><br /><div>I have started my Herbology course and I am in Love! Deeply, madly in love with the plant world. All I want to do is play with the plants. I don't want to go to work. I want to explore wild fields. I don't want to eat. I want to make Dandelion magic. I don't want to sleep. I want to lay in a field of Violas and smell them. I want to lean my back against a Cottonwood tree and daydream beside a babbling brook for hours and hours. So much fun!</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>I have to honestly say this is what my heart and soul have been looking for. A truly honest and authentic teacher who knows what she's talking about and isn't afraid to share the information. My teacher <a href="http://www.wildrootsherbs.com/">Barbara</a> is the kind of women that gives you the space to be exactly who you are.. she has the kind of love for you and for life itself, that allows your light shine as big as it can possibly shine and when you think you must be absolutely, positively glowing! She raises you up a little bit more. She, in the most gentle and understated way, challenges you to shine a little brighter. She is the kind of person that I would like to be. She is the kind of person that is so confident in who she is, she has no worries or insecurities that cause her to judge and hold a person down. She's proud of you for being you! I think that most of us do that. We get so worried about us. Some of us get so scared that there just is not enough room in this world if everyone shines as bright as they might be. Like.. the world might spontaneously combust or something really horrible and well.. maybe your lightbulb would burn out seeing as you wouldn't need light in that house anymore.. but my point is well, it won't. The world won't blow up if we shine shine shine. Everyone's heart might suddenly bloom wide open and (we might stop having heart disease as one of the number 1 cause of ditching this world) we might all start seeing without a clouded and fearful vision. We might start to see that the light that is shining in their hearts is a reflection of the light that shines in your heart. And, when your light sees their light they reach out and join and the light expands and looks for more light to join with, all the while understanding that there is room because light needs no space as we know it. Aww, now doesn't that feel great?!</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Well, this is what I've learned in my first class along with fantastic information on Violas and Dandelions and the beautiful Cottonwood tree and mm mmm good nettles! Can't wait for the next class.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Spread the Love folks!</div><br /><div>Peace,</div><br /><div>Tammy</div>Moonchild Dancing!http://www.blogger.com/profile/03594812853058161419noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-266362244270792520.post-12842829270966128032009-05-06T18:39:00.000-07:002009-05-06T18:44:51.574-07:00We're Moving! This is the last time tho..... :D<div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOpDkEhMkdzElBgz7iNMA79r_Su8r_6u_TgwJiYhPD7NN8IV0Dkzba-41ujYTqZ8i7t1cZlt1il7k6GfegzKmPtuKIx6OP42IvsIneSoOFdffvvifGQ4HDTNVMLW2Qfw0muIUw_ggkk9M/s1600-h/May+09+014.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332891226035412754" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOpDkEhMkdzElBgz7iNMA79r_Su8r_6u_TgwJiYhPD7NN8IV0Dkzba-41ujYTqZ8i7t1cZlt1il7k6GfegzKmPtuKIx6OP42IvsIneSoOFdffvvifGQ4HDTNVMLW2Qfw0muIUw_ggkk9M/s400/May+09+014.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;">This is our new home and the future home of my home based business I promise to follow through with.</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"></span></div><span style="color:#6633ff;">I'm always amazing at the workings of Spirit and of the power in the Universe.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#6633ff;">Thank you great loving and blessed <span style="color:#ffff66;">Lights</span> that Guide our way.<br /></span><div align="center"></div></div>Moonchild Dancing!http://www.blogger.com/profile/03594812853058161419noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-266362244270792520.post-83122170980178997712009-04-27T08:36:00.000-07:002009-04-27T09:14:27.642-07:00Bicycle, Bicycle, Bicycle!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikyhFWZ-m19s8uiTm27MPV8mrxFCKkG0GgvjQZZdLYT4vNQ5mbgyasHFoRUsg06Bp4rXsKY6NHOzSsRoFYaWnzyqQWwSaHmvg-Fv8GK8MgscrJWYU7mBGYJclEied6alEPNMxF7hkYUMQ/s1600-h/April+09+049.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329397705364226210" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikyhFWZ-m19s8uiTm27MPV8mrxFCKkG0GgvjQZZdLYT4vNQ5mbgyasHFoRUsg06Bp4rXsKY6NHOzSsRoFYaWnzyqQWwSaHmvg-Fv8GK8MgscrJWYU7mBGYJclEied6alEPNMxF7hkYUMQ/s320/April+09+049.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div>This is my new bike lock! I personally think it's as scary looking as the name said.. BEWARE bike locks. Well, it certainly frightened off any would be wanna be bike riders from taking my ride for a spin! Good kitty.</div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioNZRlYti_mEgRP3YPsYZ2jwKVKKZCoERp46INZSt1rtScfIjW-XeFRkf5f37uitW2_drtyaV2krejxUw92J85pDY44azFD3j_cT02IUGspMwT1AzrSZRZRatHGhHFzwtqALqm5xIkU84/s1600-h/April+09+054.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329397711882956354" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioNZRlYti_mEgRP3YPsYZ2jwKVKKZCoERp46INZSt1rtScfIjW-XeFRkf5f37uitW2_drtyaV2krejxUw92J85pDY44azFD3j_cT02IUGspMwT1AzrSZRZRatHGhHFzwtqALqm5xIkU84/s320/April+09+054.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><div>This is my pink Cadillac. Needs a bit of detailing work maybe.. shine it up on the outside as beautifully as it makes my heart shine when the wind is blowing through my helmet, and the cheerful singing of the birds are making my ears open wide in absolute bliss. Oh yeah.</div><div></div><div></div><div><br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2CTPLUcQAjk&hl=en&fs=1&color1=0xcc2550&color2=0xe87a9f"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2CTPLUcQAjk&hl=en&fs=1&color1=0xcc2550&color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object></div><div></div><div></div><div>Spread the Love folks!</div><div>Peace Goddess Tammy</div><div></div><div>P.S. Do you <a href="http://twitter.com/Tammy2luvs">twitter</a>? I'm still deciding! :D</div></div>Moonchild Dancing!http://www.blogger.com/profile/03594812853058161419noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-266362244270792520.post-23741638123272475572009-04-25T21:35:00.000-07:002009-04-25T21:42:49.307-07:00Self Potrait of my Goddess Self<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid65RuI4gEXlq1grmVKJ1TYtG_AXhmira-5bf3Y2h145fEgxVNfVle1I9kQrw57Bmb6QG1G0EDmf_aAEzMydk8JRBdGZhQvOCMdW8-Ky7VKOEYfUmMi3o_LDllmk8OElWaZhVnK0gCHdQ/s1600-h/April+09+048.jpg"><img border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid65RuI4gEXlq1grmVKJ1TYtG_AXhmira-5bf3Y2h145fEgxVNfVle1I9kQrw57Bmb6QG1G0EDmf_aAEzMydk8JRBdGZhQvOCMdW8-Ky7VKOEYfUmMi3o_LDllmk8OElWaZhVnK0gCHdQ/s320/April+09+048.jpg" /></a> </div><p align="center"><br /><em><a href="http://www.goddessguidebook.com/">Goddess Leonie</a> inspired me deeply to create my own self portrait. However, the first to put the idea in my mind was the beautiful Deborah at <a href="http://www.deborah-weber.com/">Temenos of the Blessing Light</a>. I'm not much of an artist at any rate I would say. Bad bad girl creating those terrible energetic thoughts. Would it even cross my mind to suggest to my most talented daughter that she is not much of an artist? I think not. I'm actually honestly proud of this little drawing. Simple as it may be it does capture my heart in this chosen moment in time. Even the heart shaped tear for my heart breaks when I think of some of the things that human beings are capable of. I choose not to hide who I am. I choose to love and to be love in every situation the presents itself. In this moment. </em></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"><em>In this moment right now, what does your self portrait look like?</em></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"><em></em> </div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="left"><em></em> </div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="left"><em>Spread the Love!</em></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="left"><em>Peace Goddess Tammy</em></div>Moonchild Dancing!http://www.blogger.com/profile/03594812853058161419noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-266362244270792520.post-41141097652739922882009-04-05T07:55:00.000-07:002009-04-05T08:18:54.136-07:00Herbs.. oh so lovely.Good Morning!<br /><br /><br /><br />A truly fabulous day indeed. It's supposed to get to 15 degrees c here.. that's 59 degrees f.<br /><br /><br /><br />I'm so excited about the beautiful herbs I bought in the lovely rock shaped/looking planter.<br /><br /><br /><br /><p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321224536676230530" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbddb3mqeNOIMVYhf3LzPsKbmRorOXNYQH8H_WxgMM_59gGqV6OK0enXaJ55zKOxJ097LQpqU0m4irzVwCMe5wqfu1a7Z6lumXFhyphenhyphen2Yr2eSdfRQ2kHybX8xrYG_mb6vexdotj2xYaQM8k/s320/March+09+030.jpg" /></p><p>So there we have lovely Organic Basil, Organic Thyme, Organic Parsley.. you guessed it, Organic Chives! We found some pretty small round pebbles outside the front 'yard'. Really, it's not a yard of grass but a front yard of beautiful little pebbles. The little girl from down the street came over and we all found the most beautiful round little pebbles to assist these lovely herbs in their growing. If there are any really avid gardeners out there please correct me if this is wrong, but I don't think it's wrong. This is going to rest on my counter top in the kitchen. <br /></p><p>This is my opening to a really exciting <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">herbology</span> course that I'm starting soon! More on that later.</p><p>That's it for now.</p><p>Spread the Love!</p><p>Tammy.. aka Tammy2luvs on twitter.. that addictive little social experiment.</p>Moonchild Dancing!http://www.blogger.com/profile/03594812853058161419noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-266362244270792520.post-73223659029054588542009-04-03T16:47:00.000-07:002009-04-03T17:26:05.009-07:00Back!<div align="center">Hello! </div><div align="center"><br />Well, I'm back! Maybe a little slowly at first but here I am updating after what feels like a year. :) But, really it's only been a couple of months. Lots of changes here. We are settling in comfortably in beautiful Kelowna BC. Oh, Kelowna how I've missed you so!</div><div align="center"><br /><br /></div><div align="center">And! I installed Norton anti-virus and shortly after my computer crashed. Completely and totally crashed. Somehow I managed to get things up and running again (please don't ask me how because even now thinking back I certainly can't remember how I did it) and thank goodness the day before I followed Norton's advice and backed up all my photo files in their little strange online vault. I don't pretend to understand these things really. But, I wonder if Norton didn't have something to do with the crash?? So, after talking with their support staff we managed to get those files back. Still I couldn't find them and I was dreading spending another hour on the phone when I downloaded Picasso 3 (love Picasso!) and they asked me if I wanted to find all the pictures in every folder on my computer I said Yes please! And.........yes........ Picasso found all our 5000+ photos stored on our computer. My tears were now tears of joy and I jumped around the living room in an excited hippy monkey jig.</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">However, all these photos are in Picasso folders and if I want to post something online I have to resave it to my pictures folder. A small task really. :)</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">So, here are a couple of pictures that I've taken from our lovely Kelowna. Hope you enjoy and I've missed all of my imaginary readers.. and those of you who aren't imaginary too! *snickersnortgiggle*<br /><br /></div><div align="center"></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320620617690302178" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUNnud5U3XkLpS-2xQHFON1089xixmbF8IpLdBf2LZynK783hAQfQK0J_g4ZKJbeVTDjfAa_ktcq1DyfIp-WnaX4ZWIqTgN0KQL3MTim_Sdx8hd3M9cToSwYm0X4UdBi0p3aF2_WmpS38/s320/Frost.jpg" /><br /><p align="center">Frost on our windows. My Mom said we are losing hundreds of dollars in heat with these windows but wow was it pretty.</p><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320622130663648626" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfLREykj-2g4YJTsWekliZb1KQEwwWO4zQBKCMjiU5qZA0i5BtRzkPosRlohFOxdGggpD9l3Nydy9e98JnBFODuxeKs9HUpRG23dNtXLWdfO5QNKPh_cXKLh4n-zxRZLIYEij7XghSSBw/s320/Beach.jpg" /><br /><br /><p align="center">My favorite beach! </p><p align="center"></p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320622133596126146" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimK_AZBmtNYIvsKZtjB24DUvpAl0eqcN7SiKiyz-qv4IdvnS62Bj-S5AILFjh2sVNdhBlGFu48juW30VhKqaaE4tMTn86BZuVtOtGtvXwCQZ-Eryp1AmoQ4NAeZUnZFw-lFn5Fy5ccwJA/s320/Pine+cone+bird+feeder.jpg" /><br /><br /><br /><p align="left">Pinecone bird feeders we made to attract the birds at our new home. It's been a pretty quiet yard compared to the frogs, deer, birds and raccoons at our last home. But, we'll work on it. :)<br /><br /></p>Spread the Love!<br />Tammy<br /><br /><br />P.S. Do you twitter? I've just signed up for this crazy little thing and I'm not quite sure what I think about it yet. I'm <a href="http://twitter.com/Tammy2luvs">Tammy2luvs</a> on there! :DMoonchild Dancing!http://www.blogger.com/profile/03594812853058161419noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-266362244270792520.post-3096976445034740812008-12-31T09:22:00.000-08:002008-12-31T10:20:34.067-08:00Happy New Year!<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color:#006600;">Happy</span> <span style="color:#6600cc;">New</span> <span style="color:#ff6600;">Year</span> <span style="color:#ffcc33;">everyone</span><span style="color:#cc0000;">!</span></span> </div><br /><br /><span style="color:#000099;">I have to say first and foremost, thank you so much for all your wonderful support and your wonderful comments on my blog! Thank you for the sweet awards that I'm truly touched to have received!<br /></span><br /><span style="color:#663366;">I find myself a little sentimental on this morning of New Years Eve. We've accomplished much this year and I'm entirely satisfied with the way things have gone. Entirely satisfied!<br /></span><br /><span style="color:#6666cc;">What was the best part of 2008? Tough question because I think all of it was great. Aside from the cherished time spent with friends and family.. aside from the fact that we are alive, and how wonderful does it feel to be alive? To breathe! </span><br /><br /><span style="color:#6633ff;">I mean from the adorable kittens at Katie's Place that we helped nurture their hearts from fear to love. Evelyn and her powerful strong heart, offering each and every kitty a safe, warm and comfortable home for them no matter what the circumstance. Creating and manifesting more and more for these beautiful 4 legged beings. </span><br /><br /><span style="color:#6600cc;">From the time spent at the Burnaby Wildlife Center with the wild birds and animals. Coming so close to them and having that sweet Bushtit looking at me straight in the eye, then peeping so very cheerfully while curiously beeking my wedding band. I do believe that little bird flew snug into my heart for good and forever will this sweet tiny bird stay, chirping cheerfully all the while. A true gift! </span><br /><br /><span style="color:#333399;">Maybe the best part was for just a short second in time meeting Janice at Heart's On Noses and her most adorable piggies ever. Being there to see her love and her faithful dedication to the piggies that she so adores, Janice is an inspiration to all. </span><br /><br /><span style="color:#330099;">Watching my husband kick butt through a very tough and grinding 2 year course to be able to do even more for the world. To come home and offer much needed support to his brother, all the while offering support every single day in his life to strangers who will never even know he was there or what his name was. He inspired me to my toes!</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#000099;">To my son working through is dyspraxia and trying so hard all the time! To my daughter in moving through her shyness to open up and grow into even more. They inspire me.</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3366ff;">I guess maybe the theme for this last year was about inspiration. Look at how much room people have in their hearts. Look at how strong a Spirit can be, even sometimes in the face of humanity's worst. Look at all that life has to offer us! Life is a miracle and as </span><a href="http://dancing-dragonfly.com/"><span style="color:#3366ff;">Dancing Dragonfly </span></a><span style="color:#3366ff;">likes to share so often You are a miracle!</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#663366;">So here's to stepping into boundless spaces! Here's to you achieving your true heart's desire! It can be done and it will be done! Here's to Love.</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#6633ff;">Spread the Love folks and HAPPY NEW YEAR! yay!</span><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286020431657306194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUoZnnKYDiqXkWlaXRhFQ8n27uluXM0XuzNoCu8D6-99w4CB9uAQdXBlixlm_-kyULYJKEq8M50Ja5KXTnqli_saFNjQionzVsogaf-8ozy7LuXhib1X40V4U6CtOVbzq7s230dblbD9I/s400/Nov+26+006s.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><span style="color:#993399;">With Joy,</span><br /><span style="color:#993399;">Tammy </span>Moonchild Dancing!http://www.blogger.com/profile/03594812853058161419noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-266362244270792520.post-34522865625346646412008-12-30T11:03:00.001-08:002008-12-30T11:24:32.499-08:00I am a Flower Smeller<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKcz02uLl5KUZ8XdlcQO6QibVAY2RhOzpLV8Oami_XDuOwA_DFox8RbRHdyKqqMt6UbnjwRO7HkUJlUh7FxCspxvSLoBfAMSdZQrFqr78cP2GuLtOH2eUcISNkiq_T1foZiRjsQ3XivCw/s1600-h/flower_smeller.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285661654975061202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKcz02uLl5KUZ8XdlcQO6QibVAY2RhOzpLV8Oami_XDuOwA_DFox8RbRHdyKqqMt6UbnjwRO7HkUJlUh7FxCspxvSLoBfAMSdZQrFqr78cP2GuLtOH2eUcISNkiq_T1foZiRjsQ3XivCw/s400/flower_smeller.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div>I was nominated for a beautiful award that I am so touched and so honoured to receive. Totally humbled and deeply grateful I give a heartfelt thank you to the amazing people at <a href="http://gosmelltheflowers.com/">Go Smell The Flowers</a>. I am a flower smeller. Yes, I am without a doubt one of those people that no matter what I am doing, I will stop and smell the flowers. Are you a flower smeller? I would highly recommend that you go and sniff out some of these amazing blogs here <a href="http://gosmelltheflowers.com/archives/7380">Flower Smellers</a> . They will lift your spirits and bring you home. They will put a smile on your face and will bring a calmness to your heart. Go on now.. check it out. :)</div><div> </div><div>Spread the Love!</div><div> </div><div>Peace,</div><div>Tammy</div><div> </div>Moonchild Dancing!http://www.blogger.com/profile/03594812853058161419noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-266362244270792520.post-14276696950182049862008-12-23T08:38:00.001-08:002008-12-23T19:21:11.190-08:00Winter Blessings!<div><span style="color:#330033;">Ahh.. the snow is so quiet.. falling gracefully down.. making sweet piles of bright fluffy crystals everywhere. I love the winters here. This year is it crisp, cold and we have lots and lots of snow everywhere. This is the first Christmas since 1971 that we have had snow all across Canada, including the very beautiful Victoria! This is also the first year since I can remember that I've really, truly enjoyed winter. For the first time in 5 years I have been shoveling the driveway with pure delight and windburn on my cheeks.. knowing that I'm doing it for a reason as it's not going to melt on it's own in a couple of days. I'm finding that inspiration is tickling up through my toes.. my legs... offering whispers of butterfly's in my tummy and my heart is reawakening from a long snooze. My throat is singing and my crown is smiling. All is well. Cheerful faces smiling at every turn.. even the couple in the huge black truck that cut off 3 people running a red light was smiling! Luckily so were the Angels that had everyone stay put on that slippery ice. </span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#330033;">I was most inspired by this beautiful poem that a dear friend sent in a Christmas Card. The poem goes as so..</span></div><div> </div><div><span style="color:#000099;">Notice each windowpane has a different </span></div><div><span style="color:#000099;">Swirling pattern of frost etched on the glass.</span></div><div><span style="color:#000099;"></span> </div><div><span style="color:#000099;">And notice how slowly the sun melts</span></div><div><span style="color:#000099;">The glaze. It is indelible: a fossil of a fern,</span></div><div><span style="color:#000099;"></span> </div><div><span style="color:#000099;">Or a coelacanth, or a derelict who</span></div><div><span style="color:#000099;">Rummages in his pockets and pulls out a few</span></div><div><span style="color:#000099;"></span> </div><div><span style="color:#000099;">Apple cores. Notice the peculiar</span></div><div><span style="color:#000099;">Angle of light in the slow shift of sunrise.</span></div><div><span style="color:#000099;"></span> </div><div><span style="color:#000099;">Where is the whir of the helicopter?</span></div><div><span style="color:#000099;">The search for escaped convicts in the city?</span></div><div><span style="color:#000099;"></span> </div><div><span style="color:#000099;">Be amazed at the shine and the wet.</span></div><div><span style="color:#000099;">Simply to live is a joy.</span></div><div><span style="color:#000099;"></span> </div><div><span style="color:#000099;"> ~Arthur Sze</span></div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283035616267250082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqMnF6t4TF-GGbvY7rzQVblc5P1kOgXit0abhyphenhyphenWV2vqwEbJhZ1PxjiFWA8SZAihhW3QYuGDdNqaHDgdjfNUOj2XeXpdg0R59r-c3ewQE_q0PWRMBLegaqDa878ukepuRxWBTHGpvSRqlk/s400/Dec+20+001s.jpg" border="0" /></div><div><span style="color:#330033;">You know who you are! I thank you beautiful lady. To this poem I was inspired to look yet again at the beautiful frost on our windows and was able to capture a couple of photos for who knows when I'll see the frost like that again.. if ever! :D</span></div><div><span style="color:#330033;"></span> </div><div><span style="color:#330033;">Spread the Love!</span></div><div><span style="color:#330033;">Tammy</span></div>Moonchild Dancing!http://www.blogger.com/profile/03594812853058161419noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-266362244270792520.post-44109038984601693182008-12-13T19:23:00.000-08:002008-12-13T19:34:58.683-08:00When God Made EMT's<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKQYvnItIb8G7x0asjKAKXpd-S4yox1vx4Pj5FuLagWbGfGFxQ30VPyr52EVePcdces3ABxlVGWeCHU-aEVK-PqMQHVr8WCtsVAJF9CPsUy41_uCmmbmjVqkePz6wPYuqq5s_rGLrjSsU/s1600-h/Camping+Aug+10-12+151.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279483736817645218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKQYvnItIb8G7x0asjKAKXpd-S4yox1vx4Pj5FuLagWbGfGFxQ30VPyr52EVePcdces3ABxlVGWeCHU-aEVK-PqMQHVr8WCtsVAJF9CPsUy41_uCmmbmjVqkePz6wPYuqq5s_rGLrjSsU/s400/Camping+Aug+10-12+151.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><br />When God Made EMS Providers...<br /><br />When the Lord made EMT's and Paramedics, he was into his sixth day of overtime when an angel appeared and said, "You're doing a lot of fiddling around on this one." </div><br /><div align="center"><br />And the Lord said, "Have you read the specs on this order? An EMS provider has to be able to carry an injured person up a wet, grassy hill in the dark, dodge stray bullets to reach a dying child unarmed, enter homes the health inspector wouldn't touch, and not wrinkle their uniform."</div><br /><div align="center"><br />"They have to be able to lift 3 times their own weight, crawl into wrecked cars with barely enough room to move, and console a grieving mother as they are doing CPR on a baby they know will never breathe again." </div><br /><div align="center"><br />"They have to be in top mental condition at all times, running on no sleep, black coffee and half-eaten meals. And they have to have six pairs of hands." </div><br /><div align="center"><br />The angel shook her head slowly and said, "Six pairs of hands...no way." </div><br /><div align="center"><br />"It's not the hands that are causing me problems," said the Lord, "It's the three pairs of eyes a medic has to have." </div><br /><div align="center"><br />"That's on the standard model?" asked the angel. </div><br /><div align="center"><br />The Lord nodded. "One pair that sees open sores as they're drawing blood and asks the patient if they may be HIV positive," (when they already know and wish they'd taken that accounting job.) Another pair here in the side of the head for their partners' safety. And another pair of eyes here in front that can look supportively at a frightened person and gently explain that their spouse of many years has departed this life." </div><br /><div align="center"><br />"Lord," said the angel, touching his sleeve, "rest and work on this tomorrow." </div><br /><div align="center"><br />"I can't," said the Lord, "I already have a model that can talk a 250 pound drunk out from behind a steering wheel without incident and feed a family of five on a private service paycheck."<br />The angel circled the model of the medic very slowly, "Can it think?" she asked. </div><br /><div align="center"><br />"You bet," said the Lord. "It can tell you the symptoms of 100 illnesses; recite drug calculations in its sleep; intubate, defibrillate, medicate, and continue CPR nonstop over terrain that any doctor would fear...and still it keeps its sense of humor. This medic also has phenomenal personal control. He can deal with a multi-victim trauma, coax a frightened elderly person to unlock their door, comfort an assault victim's family, and then read an article in the daily paper about responders being too slow to locate a house (a house which had no street sign and no house numbers.)" </div><br /><div align="center"><br />Finally, the angel bent over and ran her finger across the cheek of the medic. "There's a leak,"<br />she pronounced. "I told you that you were trying to put too much into this model." </div><br /><div align="center"><br />"That's not a leak," said the Lord, "It's a tear." </div><br /><div align="center"><br />"What's the tear for?" asked the angel. </div><br /><div align="center"><br />"It's for bottled-up emotions, for patients they've tried in vain to save, for commitment to that hope that they will make a difference in a person's chance to survive, for seeing an accident victim walk again, for the family time they will miss while serving the community, for life."<br /></div><br /><div align="center">"You're a genius," said the angel. </div><br /><div align="center"><br />The Lord looked somber. "I didn't put it there," He said.</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="left">This poem was written by anonymous person. An Angel themselves I'm sure. My husband does this work on a daily basis and to him I give a huge thank you. And, to all the emergency workers out there I say thank you from the bottom of my heart!</div><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="left">Spread the Love,</div><br /><div align="left">Tammy</div>Moonchild Dancing!http://www.blogger.com/profile/03594812853058161419noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-266362244270792520.post-60520920277939936222008-11-25T13:59:00.000-08:002008-11-25T20:01:57.188-08:00Great Poem<div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;">Thanksgiving</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#993300;">I have been trying to read the script cut in these hills— a language carved in the shimmer of stubble and the solid lines of soil, spoken in the thud of apples falling and the rasp of corn stalks finally bare.</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#ffcc66;"><span style="color:#ffcc33;">The pheasants shout it with a rusty creak as they gather in the fallen grain, the blackbirds sing it over their shoulders in parting, and gold leaf illuminates the manuscript where it is written in the trees.</span><br /></span><br /><span style="color:#006600;">Transcribed onto my human tongue I believe it might sound like a lullaby, or the simplest grace at table. Across the gathering stillness simply this: "For all that we have received, dear God, make us truly grateful."</span><br /><br />~ Lynn Ungar ~<br /><br /><br />(Blessing the Bread)</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="left">That first line.. "I have been trying to read the script cut in these hills.." rocks my heart! I have truly, honestly, been trying to read this script as well. I look out over the water.. the rocks.. the mountains.. the trees.. the birds and the bees! hehe.. okay.. and they are all singing (so happily, joyfully.. ;)) or whispering in a language that I can not quite understand. I think they are all explaining how to bring forth from within that state of Grace. Of Wisdom and of Quiet. A place of unimaginable depth. Calm waters that no matter how big a storm whips up around us.. there is and always will be a deep calm silence that resides far within our being. A Peace that blesses our hearts in every moment. I think nature is trying to teach us to be free, to laugh, to allow the experience of great joy and to celebrate being alive! To go with the flow of life with curious eyes wondering what's around that next corner??</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">What do you suspect the script is saying in these hills?</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">Spread the Love!</div><div align="left">Peace,</div><div align="left">Tammy</div>Moonchild Dancing!http://www.blogger.com/profile/03594812853058161419noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-266362244270792520.post-37425062646029162062008-11-23T07:55:00.000-08:002008-11-23T07:58:51.103-08:00Indigo Angel<span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd6_ZZfYzpC43QohdpWh0F5S4LcYGgwcTeKAFzEc-fYX9pg67Gl5rPlfJ3ldELNh2MsoEptPBvy4jyQM_XfJSYl1qGsc_uS1RTa0pqIz2dA-Y2AIPLf_faU6G1yC0x6p8kDfhuQc-H07w/s1600-h/Nov+22+002.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271882625061202178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd6_ZZfYzpC43QohdpWh0F5S4LcYGgwcTeKAFzEc-fYX9pg67Gl5rPlfJ3ldELNh2MsoEptPBvy4jyQM_XfJSYl1qGsc_uS1RTa0pqIz2dA-Y2AIPLf_faU6G1yC0x6p8kDfhuQc-H07w/s400/Nov+22+002.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;">More of my little T's art. :)</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"></div>Moonchild Dancing!http://www.blogger.com/profile/03594812853058161419noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-266362244270792520.post-70898507164114311482008-11-22T21:44:00.001-08:002008-11-22T22:04:07.897-08:00Snuggling InWhat a success! The move is going very well. We are settling in nicely. I haven't been in a blogging state of mind as of late. I've been in a painting, organizing, decorating, exploring state of mind. I choose a lovely little colour called 'macaroni' for our main living room walls. It's really beautiful and I'm so happy we went with it. We have a beautiful fireplace in our living room and the colour looks amazing next to the deep red brick. I LOVE our red brick fireplace. Waiting for the chimney to be inspected and cleaned before building a fire is pure torture. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2jcAywAD8waOyaePcnEXFFbBQMj1W4SbjtU_n5CrQmYESIeCAn-Ai5G68_01SwPlGMf38gFbCmoo7aYboSo0HXpoF6RBL6Ms2RkYUwOquAgUZAzjTozlCOPC49KLgbVrODNdjNkoaKk8/s1600-h/Nov+22+006.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271726955440999586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2jcAywAD8waOyaePcnEXFFbBQMj1W4SbjtU_n5CrQmYESIeCAn-Ai5G68_01SwPlGMf38gFbCmoo7aYboSo0HXpoF6RBL6Ms2RkYUwOquAgUZAzjTozlCOPC49KLgbVrODNdjNkoaKk8/s320/Nov+22+006.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Here is my husband doing some hard work, covering up the pasty boring brown walls with our cheery macaroni walls. We have lovely dark wood bannister's and a little hard scrubbing with some Murphy's Oil Soap should get them up and shining bright again. Tomorrow a wonderful and highly sympathetic friend is coming over to help me paint the bedroom(s). I choose a beautiful kind of seafoamy green colour for them. A great colour anyway and it looks amazing with a dark chocolate brown.. going to look amazing with some chocolate brown curtains for sure, and some throw cushions. I wonder what those colours represent? I wonder if there is an aurasoma bottle that represents those colours. I should take a look out of curiosity.<br /><br />Okay, that's all for me for now. Thank you for hanging in with me and stopping by! Wishing you all wonderful abundance and blessings!<br /><br />Peace!<br />TammyMoonchild Dancing!http://www.blogger.com/profile/03594812853058161419noreply@blogger.com7