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         <title>NEW: &quot;Happiness Is&quot; Trailer #2</title>
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         <title>&quot;Happiness Is&quot; Trailer #1</title>
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         <pubDate>Mon, 12 May 2008 19:18:00 -0600</pubDate>
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         <title>About Happiness Is...</title>
         <description><![CDATA[<div style="text-align: center"><img width="154" height="209" border="0" src="http://happinessisthemovie.com/blog/SOL.jpg" alt="SOL" title="SOL" /></div><h2>Can we create more happiness in our lives? Director<em><strong> </strong></em>Andrew Shapter, curious about what <em>happiness is</em> and wondering why the United States ranks so low in happiness studies, sets out on a road trip across America to find some answers. <br /></h2><h3 align="justify">Are happiness definitions as unique as finger prints? What can we learn about ourselves when we realize that the declaration of independence didn't give us the right to happiness but rather the right to <em>pursue </em>it?<br /></h3><h3 align="justify">So come along on our journey as we talk to a colorful cast of characters about what happiness means and explore whether we can increase happiness across America...the answers may surprise you!</h3><h3 align="justify">&nbsp;</h3><h3 align="justify">And check out the trailer...one fan liked it so much that she decided to give us a hand...;)</h3><h3 align="justify"><div style="text-align: center"><img width="223" height="205" border="0" src="http://happinessisthemovie.com/blog/hand.png" alt="Leslie's hand" title="Leslie's hand" /></div>&nbsp;</h3><div align="justify"> </div><h3 align="justify"><a href="http://us.4.p12.webhosting.yahoo.com/pstats/jbrunoatx"><img width="14" height="14" border="0" alt="See who's visiting this page." src="http://pic.geocities.com/us/i/geo/ao/pstat.gif" /></a></h3>  ]]></description>
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         <pubDate>Sun, 11 May 2008 19:13:28 -0600</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[<p>It struck me today that there are two daily advice type philosophies that I agree with and yet may well be opposites. Phrases like &ldquo;life is in the details&rdquo; and &ldquo;can&rsquo;t see the forest for the trees&rdquo; seem to be opposing views, no? I mean, I enjoy the little things&hellip;a moment of laughter, singing along to a good song while out on a road trip, a wonderfully old tree I pass while out on a walk. But by focusing on the tree, do I then miss the forest? So I step back, and look at the &ldquo;bigger picture&rdquo; and marvel at the whole, wide world of energy and life that connects us all.<br /><br />So how do we work this? Is there a formula for knowing how long to look at the individual elements before opening your mind further to take in the collective impact? Perhaps there is a simplicity link that takes it all in. There is simplicity in the smallest of details&hellip;and there is simplicity when you rise high enough in thought to take in the grand scheme. And maybe it only gets complicated when we are in the gray area in between.<br /><br />And this relates right now to where we are with the film. Each shoot we have had captured moment upon moment in time with a simple grace that acknowledges how there is beauty in the details. And ultimately, when the film premieres, it will again embody a lovely arc of singular purpose. And the complicated and somewhat magical part is the time now, while we are taking hours and hours of moments in time and marrying them to a greater whole. It&rsquo;s a fascinating and challenging process and, as with most things in life, the more you can relate them to challenges we all face, the less alone you feel&hellip;and the more able you are to connect into the soul of life and feel energized. And maybe that is another secret key to the different philosophies&hellip;when contemplating either the details or the whole, if either start to make you feel lonely, it&rsquo;s time to switch points of view!<br /><br />OK, your turn&hellip;are you more likely to get lost in the details or lose sight of them? And whichever way you embrace, is that a product of nature or nurture? Can you train yourself to engage both or either of these points of view? Are there certain topics or themes in life that must be looked at as a whole or must be looked at in the details?<br /><br /><em>As for music for me this week, I have some Crosby, Stills and Nash playing in my head. Paz.</em></p><p>&nbsp;</p><p><strong>If you want to check out the great comments folks are leaving on this blog in MySpace, click <a href="http://www.myspace.com/thegreenersidemovie" title="Happiness Is, MySpace profile">here.</a>&nbsp;</strong></p>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>Sun, 20 Jan 2008 12:04:02 -0600</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[<h3 align="center">For press inquiries, please contact <u>Eric Webber</u> at Webber/McJ Communications.</h3><h3 align="center">Webber/McJ Communications <br />205 Brazos Street│Austin, TX 78701 <br />512.225.2600 office│512.658.5255 cell <br />eric@webbermcj.com│www.webbermcj.com&nbsp; <br /></h3>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>Tue, 01 Jan 2008 15:38:41 -0600</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[<h3 align="justify">The <em>Happiness Is</em> team brings a 3rd coast point of view to filmmaking. Informed by time spent on both the east and west coasts, they are proud to be part of the Austin film scene which brings a unique flavor and perspective to the screen.</h3>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>Tue, 01 Jan 2008 11:17:58 -0600</pubDate>
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         <title>BLOG: Doors</title>
         <description><![CDATA[<h3><em><strong>This originally posted in our MySpace Happiness Is blog...</strong></em></h3><p>When one door closes, another opens. Change is good, change is life. And probably one of the most provocative human tests centers around how well we adapt to change. You know, Darwinism and such. <br />&nbsp;<br />Along those lines, a friend of mine recently got laid off from her job. And although the possibility was there as her company faced a challenging time, she didn't know what would happen until the moment she got called into her boss' office. She was one of many that faced the same fate and it gave insight into human nature to see how folks handled the news. Not that one way over another was right or wrong, actually, because we have to each be true to ourselves. But after the initial shock and drama, what comes next is key.<br />&nbsp;<br />Of course, change that we choose is always easier to digest and move on from. Having change thrust upon you is trickier. And it brings to mind the Serenity prayer which I believe are wise words no matter what your faith. Accepting what you can't change, showing courage for what is in your control and knowing the difference between the two can help each of us navigate the world.<br />&nbsp;<br />And I think another thing we tend to forget is it's often as hard or even harder on the folks who make the decisions that affect others in times of upheaval. Of course, there is a lot of gray area here but in the case of the example above, the folks that determined the lay offs were as shell shocked and upset by these developments as the people affected. Now, we don't always see behind the scenes enough to know this to be the case, but it's an important perspective to keep in mind. Don't assume you are the only one feeling pain when things change&hellip;because sometimes the people who remain after folks move on actually face a more arduous road. And after all is said and done, we make the decision on how we face the future&hellip;the road ahead may be bumpy but how we ride that out is up to each of us. We just have to persevere and have faith in ourselves and whatever gives us strength, no?<br />&nbsp;<br />So, dear neighbors, how do you navigate change? What tools do you pull out of your handy dandy toolbox to face challenges? Do you believe in yourselves enough to know that the strength is within each of you to get through most anything? And do you ever find yourself coaching others through change but then forgetting to take your own advice?&nbsp;<br /></p> <p><em>As for music this week, I've got Secret World Live by Peter Gabriel playing in my car. The whole CD is great but I have Solsbury Hill in particular in my mind at the moment. Paz.</em> </p><p> </p>  												 												  												 												<p class="blogContentInfo"><strong><br /></strong></p><p class="blogContentInfo">(This blog originally appeared in MySpace...click <a title="Happiness Is in MySpace" href="http://www.myspace.com/thegreenersidemovie">here</a> to check it out.)<br /></p> 											 										 									 								 							 							 						 						 						 							 								 									 								  								 									 									 									<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" id="blogComments-1"> 										 										 											<tbody><tr> 												<td><img width="0" height="1" border="0" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/clear.gif" /></td> 												<td class="blogCommentsProfile"> 													<br /><img border="0" src="http://a327.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/105/s_4bfb0b709aca6666e9714d0476d6f75e.jpg" /> 													 													 														<div align="center"><div style="width: 80px; height: 20px" id="UserDataNode1" class="DataPoint=OnlineNow;UserID=65305296;"><br /></div></div> 													 												</td> 												<td class="blogComments"> 													<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" border="0"> 														<tbody><tr> 															<td class="blogComments"><p class="blogCommentsContent">The &quot;fight or flight&quot; syndrome is real. When we face an &quot;upset&quot; in our world, we can either fight it and become stronger people for it, or we can crawl into the fetal position and wallow in self-pity. I have no use for the latter. My family and I have been through SO much adversity over the past two-years I won't even bother to go into it, as I would indeed sound life a self-pity filled person.<br /> <br /> What I'd rather do is tell you that old cliche', &quot;whatever doesn't kill you makes you stronger.&quot; There is a reason for cliches, most of them are true. We have all lost jobs, left a job because we simply cannot endure the bureaucracy anymore, or physically/mentally/emotionally cannot take it.<br /> This has happened to me and I always suck it up and move forward. This is when we find what we are made of and if we are cut out to continue on in life.<br /> <br /> I know it's harder for some than others to endure change, but it's something that is part of life. I have become more and more cynical of our political process, but I do believe we still live in the best country on earth. So, I can either bitch and moan and endure it, or fight for change. I fight the good fight daily. Maybe I will help propagate change, or at least I'll be able to face myself in the mirror knowing I have done my very best to help change the world for the better. The choice is ours. No one ever said life would be easy.<br /> <br /> This blog reminds me of the song &quot;Changes&quot; by David Bowie.  Maybe there's a more appropriate song, but nonetheless...<br /> <br /> Peace, Blessings and Happy Thanksgiving to all,<br /> Greg</p><p class="blogCommentsContent">Posted by G's Joint on 															 															 																Monday, November 19, 2007 at 																7:54 AM 															  															<br /></p></td> 														</tr> 													</tbody></table> 												</td> 											</tr> 											<tr class="commentSpacer"> 												<td colspan="3"><br /></td> 											</tr> 									</tbody></table> 								 							 								 									 								  								 									 									 									<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" id="blogComments-2"> 										 										 											<tbody><tr> 												<td><img width="10" height="1" border="0" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/clear.gif" /></td> 												<td class="blogCommentsProfile">&nbsp; 													<br /><img border="0" src="http://a980.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/8/s_71fcb23b58128a6437745090e4162c3b.png" /> 													 													 														<div align="center"><div style="width: 80px; height: 20px" id="UserDataNode2" class="DataPoint=OnlineNow;UserID=172431508;"><br /></div></div> 													 												</td> 												<td class="blogComments"> 													<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" border="0"> 														<tbody><tr> 															<td class="blogComments"><p class="blogCommentsContent">Applause, I like very much how you conveyed your feelings concerning this blog. I am still working on my answer, in fact, am just now reading this one. <br /> I especially like, &quot; I fight the good fight daily.&quot; Life can be a daily fight and we have to do our best each day. You have a positive attitude and I like that very much.<br /> Ever,<br /> Deborah</p><p class="blogCommentsContent">Posted by Deborah Seeks Peace Through Love on 															 															 																Monday, November 19, 2007 at 																4:01 PM 															  															<br /></p></td> 														</tr> 													</tbody></table> 												</td> 											</tr> 											<tr class="commentSpacer"> 												<td colspan="3"><br /></td> 											</tr> 									</tbody></table> 								 							 								 									 								  								 									 									 									<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" id="blogComments-3"> 										 										 											<tbody><tr> 												<td><img width="20" height="1" border="0" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/clear.gif" /></td> 												<td class="blogCommentsProfile"> 													<br /><img border="0" src="http://a327.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/105/s_4bfb0b709aca6666e9714d0476d6f75e.jpg" /> 													 													 														<div align="center"><div style="width: 80px; height: 20px" id="UserDataNode3" class="DataPoint=OnlineNow;UserID=65305296;"><br /></div></div> 													 												</td> 												<td class="blogComments"> 													<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" border="0"> 														<tbody><tr> 															<td class="blogComments"><p class="blogCommentsContent">Sincere thanks to you Deborah. I have a sister named Deborah. :-) I wish to trade the two of you! HEHEHE Just kidding! (kind of)<br /> <br /> I read The Power of Positive Thinking at a very young age, and although, as with any book, I don't agree with everything in it, I do believe Dr. Peele was right that if we dwell on negativity we will find ourselves in negative consequences. None of us are immune to it. Even Dr. Peele said that he wasn't immune from negativity. But realizing it and correcting your thoughts helps. I certainly would not want to be a hypocrite, because for the past 7 1/2 years I've been pretty darn negative at times...<br /> <br /> All my best to you and all the &quot;Happiness Is&quot;... bloggers and Happy Thanksgiving.<br /> Greg</p><p class="blogCommentsContent">Posted by G's Joint on 															 															 																Monday, November 19, 2007 at 																5:56 PM 															  															<br /></p></td> 														</tr> 													</tbody></table> 												</td> 											</tr> 											<tr class="commentSpacer"> 												<td colspan="3"><br /></td> 											</tr> 									</tbody></table> 								 							 								 									 								  								 									 									 									<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" id="blogComments-4"> 										 										 											<tbody><tr> 												<td><img width="30" height="1" border="0" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/clear.gif" /></td> 												<td class="blogCommentsProfile"> 													<br /><img border="0" src="http://a980.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/8/s_71fcb23b58128a6437745090e4162c3b.png" /> 													 													 														<div align="center"><div style="width: 80px; height: 20px" id="UserDataNode4" class="DataPoint=OnlineNow;UserID=172431508;"><br /></div></div> 													 												</td> 												<td class="blogComments"> 													<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" border="0"> 														<tbody><tr> 															<td class="blogComments"><p class="blogCommentsContent">Negativity affects us all at some point, we all experience it whether we want to or not. No matter how hard we wish to be positive, how hard we focus on the good, negativity creeps in. We have to chase it back out and those determined to do so...will. That's what's important, to rid ourselves of it once it does manage to seep through the cracks. I've found that I can do that more easily when I have supportive family and friends. I love to smile and laugh, play, cut up and see the good, with that in mind, I try to chose those things over the alternatives. Staying positive is something we have to continue to work on, life is an ongoing effort and it keeps us busy. <br /> Sincere wishes for a wonderful remainder of the week to you and to all,<br /> Deborah</p><p class="blogCommentsContent">Posted by Deborah Seeks Peace Through Love on 															 															 																Friday, November 23, 2007 at 																10:30 AM 															  															<br /></p></td> 														</tr> 													</tbody></table> 												</td> 											</tr> 											<tr class="commentSpacer"> 												<td colspan="3"><br /></td> 											</tr> 									</tbody></table> 								 							 								 									 								  								 									 									 									<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" id="blogComments-5"> 										 										 											<tbody><tr> 												<td><img width="10" height="1" border="0" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/clear.gif" /></td> 												<td class="blogCommentsProfile"> 													<br /><img border="0" src="http://a327.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/105/s_4bfb0b709aca6666e9714d0476d6f75e.jpg" /> 													 													 														<div align="center"><div style="width: 80px; height: 20px" id="UserDataNode5" class="DataPoint=OnlineNow;UserID=65305296;"><br /></div></div> 													 												</td> 												<td class="blogComments"> 													<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" border="0"> 														<tbody><tr> 															<td class="blogComments"><p class="blogCommentsContent">Just for good measure:<br /> <br /> Changes<br /> David Bowie<br /> <br /> I still don't know what I was waiting for<br /> And my time was running wild<br /> A million dead-end streets<br /> Every time I thought I'd got it made<br /> It seemed the taste was not so sweet<br /> So I turned myself to face me<br /> But I've never caught a glimpse<br /> Of how the others must see the faker<br /> I'm much too fast to take that test<br /> <br /> Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes<br /> (Turn and face the strain)<br /> Ch-ch-Changes<br /> Don't want to be a richer man<br /> Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes<br /> (Turn and face the strain)<br /> Ch-ch-Changes<br /> Just gonna have to be a different man<br /> Time may change me<br /> But I can't trace time<br /> <br /> I watch the ripples change their size<br /> But never leave the stream<br /> Of warm impermanence and<br /> So the days float through my eyes<br /> But still the days seem the same<br /> And these children that you spit on<br /> As they try to change their worlds<br /> Are immune to your consultations<br /> They're quite aware of what they're going through<br /> <br /> Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes<br /> (Turn and face the strain)<br /> Ch-ch-Changes<br /> Don't tell t hem to grow up and out of it<br /> Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes<br /> (Turn and face the strain)<br /> Ch-ch-Changes<br /> Where's your shame<br /> You've left us up to our necks in it<br /> Time may change me<br /> But you can't trace time<br /> <br /> Strange fascination, fascinating me<br /> Changes are taking the pace I'm going through<br /> <br /> Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes<br /> (Turn and face the strain)<br /> Ch-ch-Changes<br /> Oh, look out you rock 'n rollers<br /> Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes<br /> (Turn and face the strain)<br /> Ch-ch-Changes<br /> Pretty soon you're gonna get a little older<br /> Time may change me<br /> But I can't trace time<br /> I said that time may change me<br /> But I can't trace time</p><p class="blogCommentsContent">Posted by G's Joint on 															 															 																Monday, November 19, 2007 at 																7:57 AM 															  															<br /></p></td> 														</tr> 													</tbody></table> 												</td> 											</tr> 											<tr class="commentSpacer"> 												<td colspan="3"><br /></td> 											</tr> 									</tbody></table> 								 							 								 									 								  								 									 									 									<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" id="blogComments-6"> 										 										 											<tbody><tr> 												<td><img width="20" height="1" border="0" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/clear.gif" /></td> 												<td class="blogCommentsProfile"> 													<br /><img border="0" src="http://a86.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/38/s_d2e2afb513c747c631d1f1be2e73c8dd.jpg" /> 													 													 														<div align="center"><div style="width: 80px; height: 20px" id="UserDataNode6" class="DataPoint=OnlineNow;UserID=175610393;"><br /></div></div> 													 												</td> 												<td class="blogComments"> 													<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" border="0"> 														<tbody><tr> 															<td class="blogComments"><p class="blogCommentsContent">&quot;Time may change me, but I can't trace time&quot;...Funny as soon as I started reading this I thought of that song. Nice to know you are not all alone in thought. Anyway, change can be hard to deal with but it can be exciting and that is when I am at my best. Changes at work, I don't handle well at first, mostly because it is some software update that makes my life sheer hell til the kinks are worked out. Changes in life are par for the course for me, I don't think stability is for me, I like to try new things and step up to new challenges, and for the most part I don't stay in one place too long.<br /> <br /> It is important to always remind ourselves that life is a challenge that is forever revolving like the earth we live on.</p><p class="blogCommentsContent">Posted by PairADiceArt on 															 															 																Monday, November 19, 2007 at 																10:01 AM 															  															<br /></p></td> 														</tr> 													</tbody></table> 												</td> 											</tr> 											<tr class="commentSpacer"> 												<td colspan="3"><br /></td> 											</tr> 									</tbody></table> 								 							 								 									 								  								 									 									 									<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" id="blogComments-7"> 										 										 											<tbody><tr> 												<td><img width="0" height="1" border="0" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/clear.gif" /></td> 												<td class="blogCommentsProfile"> 													<br /><img border="0" src="http://a496.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/86/s_7ed5dab33437e46fe4a26a0836e7e40f.jpg" /> 													 													 														<div align="center"><div style="width: 80px; height: 20px" id="UserDataNode7" class="DataPoint=OnlineNow;UserID=122779225;"><br /></div></div> 													 												</td> 												<td class="blogComments"> 													<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" border="0"> 														<tbody><tr> 															<td class="blogComments"><p class="blogCommentsContent">I get into a rut (like I am in now, see my blog HAHA)<br /> and I crave change...I need a change of job, change of something...<br /> I am trying to keep positive about change, but the fear that is attached with change, scares the S*&amp;t out of me....<br /> the fear of failure...the fear of going at something all alone...<br /> I am usually the one helping people with their problems, giving them the best advice I can think of, but at this point...no one is there for me to coach me through the changes in my life, and it sucks frankly...<br /> how weird this is the topic today...<br /> All anyone has to say, is see how it goes...and wishes me the best of luck...talk is cheap...<br /> I look to the sky for answers, but usually I just go with my gut feelings about something and then truck along...hoping for the best....<br /> worried about the worst...<br /> and just keep on living as if it was the last day for me on this earth...</p><p class="blogCommentsContent">Posted by also known as on 															 															 																Monday, November 19, 2007 at 																8:00 AM 															  															<br /></p></td> 														</tr> 													</tbody></table> 												</td> 											</tr> 											<tr class="commentSpacer"> 												<td colspan="3"><br /></td> 											</tr> 									</tbody></table> 								 							 								 									 								  								 									 									 									<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" id="blogComments-8"> 										 										 											<tbody><tr> 												<td><img width="10" height="1" border="0" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/clear.gif" /></td> 												<td class="blogCommentsProfile"> 													<br /><img border="0" src="http://a807.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/42/s_81000895a3983af240c3fe8bc38ce6ee.jpg" /> 													 													 														<div align="center"><div style="width: 80px; height: 20px" id="UserDataNode8" class="DataPoint=OnlineNow;UserID=118150814;"><br /></div></div> 													 												</td> 												<td class="blogComments"> 													<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" border="0"> 														<tbody><tr> 															<td class="blogComments"><p class="blogCommentsContent">OMG you couldnt have said that better...I as well seem to be the coach the up-lifter the shoulder to cry on but I as well have no coach and yes change and the fear of failure scares the --it out of me as well....The wierd thing is I dont often fail when I set my mind to it??? Maybe Iam just in a RUT!!!!! ABIG RUT!!!! AHUGE RUT!!!!!!.....lol..lol..lol.. but Iam one positive girl with lots of faith..... So my friend Iam sure we will both make grt changes for ourselves..... Stephanie</p>Posted by Yep it's Stephanie..Thats me! on 															 															 																Monday, November 19, 2007 at 																10:34 AM 															  															</td> 														</tr> 													</tbody></table> 												</td> 											</tr> 											<tr class="commentSpacer"> 												<td colspan="3"><br /></td> 											</tr> 									</tbody></table> 								 							 								 									 								  								 									 									 									<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" id="blogComments-9"> 										 										 											<tbody><tr> 												<td><img width="0" height="1" border="0" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/clear.gif" /></td> 												<td class="blogCommentsProfile"> 													<br /><img border="0" src="http://a247.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/73/s_3f9bf21bf80b5a6aa454ceffca00fa56.jpg" /> 													 													 														<div align="center"><div style="width: 80px; height: 20px" id="UserDataNode9" class="DataPoint=OnlineNow;UserID=163612451;"><br /></div></div> 													 												</td> 												<td class="blogComments"> 													<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" border="0"> 														<tbody><tr> 															<td class="blogComments"><p class="blogCommentsContent">how to navigate change? it is always all around us...<br /> <br /> i usually write about, especially songs. the catalog is growing (meaning there's been lots of change!)<br /> <br /> i come to realize that i been navigating change through songwriting for almost 30 years (but with obvious periods of dry spells during which there might have been little change or great continuity).<br /> <br /> handling discontinuity? perhaps by knowing that continuity and discontinuity are all around us, right in front of us, omnipresent. thank goodness for that!!!<br /> <br /> when all else fails, i remember that i'm energy wrapped in a finite set of molecules traveling through space and time... <br /> <br /> aren't we all in this together?<br /> <br /> paces, paz!</p><p class="blogCommentsContent">Posted by jim on 															 															 																Monday, November 19, 2007 at 																8:04 AM 															  															<br /></p></td> 														</tr> 													</tbody></table> 												</td> 											</tr> 											<tr class="commentSpacer"> 												<td colspan="3"><br /></td> 											</tr> 									</tbody></table> 								 							 								 									 								  								 									 									 									<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" id="blogComments-10"> 										 										 											<tbody><tr> 												<td><img width="0" height="1" border="0" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/clear.gif" /></td> 												<td class="blogCommentsProfile"> 													<br /><img border="0" src="http://a600.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/93/s_c793027d07b11b8c6ea86e915629a557.gif" /> 													 													 														<div align="center"><div style="width: 80px; height: 20px" id="UserDataNode10" class="DataPoint=OnlineNow;UserID=225383633;"><br /></div></div> 													 												</td> 												<td class="blogComments"> 													<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" border="0"> 														<tbody><tr> 															<td class="blogComments"><p class="blogCommentsContent">Great blog post, my friend! I have found that the best way to navigate change, is to embrace it and not be afraid of it! Not that you deny your feelings of fear, etc., but you see them and embrace them, just like you would a friend or loved one! You tell yourself, ok... yes, this might suck at the moment, and doesn't look or feel pretty, but... I CAN DO THIS, and it's going to be alright! Something good will come out of this, if I so choose! <br /> <br /> As far as giving advice and forgetting to take it in for yourself... oh, yes... I've had to embrace that side of me, as well, hehe! It's all too easy to care enough about others to give them advice, and then not care enough about yourself to heed to it as well!<br /> <br /> take care!</p><p class="blogCommentsContent">Posted by 10neWon1 on 															 															 																Monday, November 19, 2007 at 																8:36 AM 															  															<br /></p></td> 														</tr> 													</tbody></table> 												</td> 											</tr> 											<tr class="commentSpacer"> 												<td colspan="3"><br /></td> 											</tr> 									</tbody></table> 								 							 								 									 								  								 									 									 									<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" id="blogComments-11"> 										 										 											<tbody><tr> 												<td><img width="10" height="1" border="0" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/clear.gif" /></td> 												<td class="blogCommentsProfile"> 													<br /><img border="0" src="http://a327.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/105/s_4bfb0b709aca6666e9714d0476d6f75e.jpg" /> 													 													 														<div align="center"><div style="width: 80px; height: 20px" id="UserDataNode11" class="DataPoint=OnlineNow;UserID=65305296;"><br /></div></div> 													 												</td> 												<td class="blogComments"> 													<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" border="0"> 														<tbody><tr> 															<td class="blogComments"><p class="blogCommentsContent">Exactly! When I was a little boy, about my son's age (seven), my grandfather (maternal), who was my greatest role model and idol in my life told me about fear, &quot;if you face your fear, it will disappear.&quot; It seems simple enough but it's not. It takes more courage to face a fear and conquer it than most anything we do in life. But one thing I've found, he was right. Absolutely.<br /> When I was young and played sports, I had some success in it and was asked to speak in front of people and I was scared s***less to do it. I closed my eyes and did my best.<br /> <br /> When I went to college I majored in Business and Journalism but I minored in Speech and Communications just so I could definitively kick that fear's ass. Anyone who knows me would attest. I love to talk to people. Anyone. Anyone who is interested in sharing ideas. So not only did I conquer a fear, I turned a big part of it into my career.<br /> <br /> Lesson learned, listen to our elders.</p><p class="blogCommentsContent">Posted by G's Joint on 															 															 																Monday, November 19, 2007 at 																6:01 PM 															  															<br /></p></td> 														</tr> 													</tbody></table> 												</td> 											</tr> 											<tr class="commentSpacer"> 												<td colspan="3"><br /></td> 											</tr> 									</tbody></table> 								 							 								 									 								  								 									 									 									<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" id="blogComments-12"> 										 										 											<tbody><tr> 												<td><img width="0" height="1" border="0" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/clear.gif" /></td> 												<td class="blogCommentsProfile"> 													<a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendID=154879658&amp;Mytoken=4A42E005-E5B1-4CEF-854877A22F60723048833521"> </a><br /><img border="0" src="http://a852.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/67/s_20653ea0180a0e98f02079ad3f0c896b.jpg" /> 													 													 														<div align="center"><div style="width: 80px; height: 20px" id="UserDataNode12" class="DataPoint=OnlineNow;UserID=154879658;"><br /></div></div> 													 												</td> 												<td class="blogComments"> 													<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" border="0"> 														<tbody><tr> 															<td class="blogComments"><p class="blogCommentsContent">I have faces a lot of &quot;unexpected change&quot; in the last two years. (As I allowed to pour out on a different blog comment) In all of life's turmoil I hold on to what my Mom said to me when I called her to tell her I lost my job,health insurance, life insurance, company matched 401k, while my husband was lying in a hospital bed his future uncertain.. <br /> <br /> &quot;Sometimes you are shown the backside of life's needlepoint. It looks ugly, distorted, and like it the project is hopeless. But if you take a moment to turn it ove, look at it from a different direction.. it could be the most beautiful thing you've ever seen.. &quot;<br /> <br /> Gotta love my Mom...</p><p class="blogCommentsContent">Posted by say_tay on 															 															 																Monday, November 19, 2007 at 																8:43 AM 															  															<br /></p></td> 														</tr> 													</tbody></table> 												</td> 											</tr> 											<tr class="commentSpacer"> 												<td colspan="3"><br /></td> 											</tr> 									</tbody></table> 								 							 								 									 								  								 									 									 									<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" id="blogComments-13"> 										 										 											<tbody><tr> 												<td><img width="0" height="1" border="0" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/clear.gif" /></td> 												<td class="blogCommentsProfile">&nbsp; 													<br /><img border="0" src="http://a329.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01072/82/34/1072994328_s.gif" /> 													 													 														<div align="center"><div style="width: 80px; height: 20px" id="UserDataNode13" class="DataPoint=OnlineNow;UserID=82658275;"><br /></div></div> 													 												</td> 												<td class="blogComments"> 													<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" border="0"> 														<tbody><tr> 															<td class="blogComments"><p class="blogCommentsContent">Thanks for sharing.<br /> <br /> &lt;hr&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.nationalparklover.com&quot;&gt;www.nationalparklover.com&lt;/a&gt;</p><p class="blogCommentsContent">Posted by National Park Lover on 															 															 																Monday, November 19, 2007 at 																10:31 AM 															  															<br /></p></td> 														</tr> 													</tbody></table> 												</td> 											</tr> 											<tr class="commentSpacer"> 												<td colspan="3"><br /></td> 											</tr> 									</tbody></table> 								 							 								 									 								  								 									 									 									<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" id="blogComments-14"> 										 										 											<tbody><tr> 												<td><img width="0" height="1" border="0" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/clear.gif" /></td> 												<td class="blogCommentsProfile"> 													<br /><img border="0" src="http://a776.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/54/s_2d14cf54e804bde2522c8a7110d45e4f.jpg" /> 													 													 														<div align="center"><div style="width: 80px; height: 20px" id="UserDataNode14" class="DataPoint=OnlineNow;UserID=115861867;"><br /></div></div> 													 												</td> 												<td class="blogComments"> 													<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" border="0"> 														<tbody><tr> 															<td class="blogComments"><p class="blogCommentsContent">Ch- ch- ch- ch- ch- changes...<br /> <br /> Greg, ain't that the truth.  Great tune and so apropos.<br /> <br /> I have, unfortunately, had the chance to sit on both sides of that table. And it is a hard thing to do in both cases. Usually, unless you are in a very small company, the person who is delivering the news is not the one making the decision. And, as you state, those left behind end up on a hard path as well. The same or more work with less resources. So much fun!<br /> <br /> Change is a scary thing. It is fear of the unknown... fear of our own shortcomings (can I face this new challenge? can I live up to the expectations/responsibilities? etc.)... But change can and usually is a good thing. I often wonder if I get laid off from my day gig, will that be the required impetus to finally make a full time go of the job I do on the side which is where my passion lies. It can be that necessary kick in the butt.<br /> <br /> The way I navigate change is to take immediate stock of what has not changed and then attempt to make a rational assessment of what I need to do and the priority of each of those best next steps. If it is employment, it is find a new way to keep money coming in to feed, clothe and house my family. If it is a perspective change, I try to determine how that new perspective will impact those around me and the relationships I have with them.<br /> <br /> I likewise am often the 'go to person' for my friends and family re: how to cope with 'X'. And I have to say, that since I enjoy 'troubleshooting' I like to help out as often as I can. In my own life, as long as I don't let my immediate emotions get in the way of that algebraic process of figuring out what I should be doing now, I follow my own advice in most scenarios as well. When I am 'blinded by the light' of emotion, then everything can go out the window fast. And sometimes (like the death of my grandmother) it takes a long time for me to see the rest of life in a balanced enough perspective to make sense of anything at all. <br /> <br /> I guess one of my clich&eacute;s I live with is &quot;the more things change, the more they stay the same&quot;. That is because, usually, we are the only constant in our experience. And that is usually what is really in need of a change. Not a loss of self, but a modification of view. I know I feel that I am often in my own rut, one worn down by walking the same path over and over again. It is when I become aware of that that my necessary change occurs. It is the comfort of 'the sameness' that keeps me walking the same path over and over again.<br /> <br /> For song choice, I'll go with Dylan. &quot;...the answer my friend is blowing in the wind...&quot;, and Sam Cooke, in honor of the '08 elections:<br /> <br /> &quot;I was born by the river in a little tent<br /> And just like the river, I've been running ever since<br /> It's been a long time coming<br /> But I know a change is gonna come<br />  <br /> It's been too hard living, but I'm afraid to die<br /> I don't know what's up there beyond the sky<br /> It's been a long time coming<br /> But I know a change is gonna come<br />  <br /> I go to the movie, and I go downtown<br /> Somebody keep telling me &quot;Don't hang around&quot;<br /> It's been a long time coming<br /> But I know a change is gonna come<br />  <br /> Then I go to my brother and I say, &quot;Brother, help me please&quot;<br /> But he winds up knocking me back down on my knees<br />  <br /> There've been times that I've thought I couldn't last for long<br /> But now I think I'm able to carry on<br /> It's been a long time coming<br /> But I know a change is gonna come&quot;<br /> <br /> Much love, happiness and peace.  May the only ruts be furrows in your fields of dreams.<br /> <br /> peace.</p><p class="blogCommentsContent">Posted by Lowell Rice on 															 															 																Monday, November 19, 2007 at 																12:55 PM 															  															<br /></p></td> 														</tr> 													</tbody></table> 												</td> 											</tr> 											<tr class="commentSpacer"> 												<td colspan="3"><br /></td> 											</tr> 									</tbody></table> 								 							 								 									 								  								 									 									 									<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" id="blogComments-15"> 										 										 											<tbody><tr> 												<td><img width="10" height="1" border="0" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/clear.gif" /></td> 												<td class="blogCommentsProfile"> 													<br /><img border="0" src="http://a327.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/105/s_4bfb0b709aca6666e9714d0476d6f75e.jpg" /> 													 													 														<div align="center"><div style="width: 80px; height: 20px" id="UserDataNode15" class="DataPoint=OnlineNow;UserID=65305296;"><br /></div></div> 													 												</td> 												<td class="blogComments"> 													<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" border="0"> 														<tbody><tr> 															<td class="blogComments"><p class="blogCommentsContent">Lowell, you're my BOY!  Well put.  GREAT tune.</p><p class="blogCommentsContent">Posted by G's Joint on 															 															 																Monday, November 19, 2007 at 																6:03 PM 															  															<br /></p></td> 														</tr> 													</tbody></table> 												</td> 											</tr> 											<tr class="commentSpacer"> 												<td colspan="3"><br /></td> 											</tr> 									</tbody></table> 								 							 								 									 								  								 									 									 									<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" id="blogComments-16"> 										 										 											<tbody><tr> 												<td><img width="0" height="1" border="0" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/clear.gif" /></td> 												<td class="blogCommentsProfile"> 													<br /><img border="0" src="http://a417.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01546/61/42/1546042416_s.jpg" /> 													 													 														<div align="center"><div style="width: 80px; height: 20px" id="UserDataNode16" class="DataPoint=OnlineNow;UserID=106246303;"><br /></div></div> 													 												</td> 												<td class="blogComments"> 													<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" border="0"> 														<tbody><tr> 															<td class="blogComments"><p class="blogCommentsContent">They say the only constant is change... <br /> embracing life with all its challenges keeps me alive and vibrant.. I love to see things new even If I have seen it before..when an obstacle faces me I am often intrigued and then elated when I find my way around/over/under/through... it is when my true creative mind is sparked to life.<br /> <br /> I have told my daughters that every problem has a solution... it may not be the solution you want or expect but it can take your life in a direction you never thought possible.. I have found my strength in the navigation of lifes challenges.. and in that who I am so Bring it on!!! I am not ready to lay down the gauntlet I have many more mountains to climb and the view always Rocks!!!!! :)</p><p class="blogCommentsContent">Posted by Caroline on 															 															 																Monday, November 19, 2007 at 																2:56 PM 															  															<br /></p></td> 														</tr> 													</tbody></table> 												</td> 											</tr> 											<tr class="commentSpacer"> 												<td colspan="3"><br /></td> 											</tr> 									</tbody></table> 								 							 								 									 								  								 									 									 									<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" id="blogComments-17"> 										 										 											<tbody><tr> 												<td><img width="0" height="1" border="0" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/clear.gif" /></td> 												<td class="blogCommentsProfile"> 													<br /><img border="0" src="http://a95.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/10/s_69e702981ecd1444ee473b487c62f9e6.jpg" /> 													 													 														<div align="center"><div style="width: 80px; height: 20px" id="UserDataNode17" class="DataPoint=OnlineNow;UserID=52052635;"><br /></div></div> 													 												</td> 												<td class="blogComments"> 													<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" border="0"> 														<tbody><tr> 															<td class="blogComments"><p class="blogCommentsContent">when i feel a change come or they put it upon me...first i feel blind helpless, but as you said in your blog, one door closes another one opens... i learned, to be a bit patient, and then mostly another maybe even cooler opportunity will arise. it happened many times before and i am sure, many times after will follow.<br /> <br /> thanks for the blog, it came just at the right time and opened my eyes again to always think positiv, cause the change will bring good.<br /> <br /> big hugs.<br /> xxx</p><p class="blogCommentsContent">Posted by der Bi(e)ber on 															 															 																Monday, November 19, 2007 at 																3:33 PM 															  															<br /></p></td> 														</tr> 													</tbody></table> 												</td> 											</tr> 											<tr class="commentSpacer"> 												<td colspan="3"><br /></td> 											</tr> 									</tbody></table> 								 							 								 									 								  								 									 									 									<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" id="blogComments-18"> 										 										 											<tbody><tr> 												<td><img width="0" height="1" border="0" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/clear.gif" /></td> 												<td class="blogCommentsProfile"> 													<br /><img border="0" src="http://a472.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/17/s_306ce6417c0dc44b9a72e0f3fd185cf7.jpg" /> 													 													 														<div align="center"><div style="width: 80px; height: 20px" id="UserDataNode18" class="DataPoint=OnlineNow;UserID=204225246;"><img width="80" height="20" border="0" src="http://i.myspace.com/site/images/clear.gif" /></div></div> 													 												</td> 												<td class="blogComments"> 													<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" border="0"> 														<tbody><tr> 															<td class="blogComments"><p class="blogCommentsContent">A door has to close for another one to open. I have gone through many changes most unexpected and some planned. Learning to 'roll with the punches' as they say and walking through any fear is how I cope with both. I wrote a poem describing my feelings.<br /> <br /> Fear of Feasibility<br /> <br /> <br /> Temporary paralysis<br /> Scared of failure<br /> Incompetence<br /> <br /> Stepping into new<br /> Unfamiliar<br /> Unknown arena<br /> <br /> Forcing one small step<br /> After another<br /> Gaining momentum<br /> <br /> As apprehensive<br /> Queasy feelings<br /> When imagining <br /> <br /> Success - flutter<br /> Like butterflies<br /> Throughout my soul <br /> <br /> <br /> &copy; Alice Vedral Rivera - 2007</p><p class="blogCommentsContent">Posted by AVR on 															 															 																Monday, November 19, 2007 at 																6:26 PM 															  															<br /></p></td> 														</tr> 													</tbody></table> 												</td> 											</tr> 											<tr class="commentSpacer"> 												<td colspan="3"><br /></td> 											</tr> 									</tbody></table> 								 							 								 									 								  								 									 									 									<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" id="blogComments-19"> 										 										 											<tbody><tr> 												<td><img width="0" height="1" border="0" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/clear.gif" /></td> 												<td class="blogCommentsProfile">&nbsp; 													<br /><img border="0" src="http://a257.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/57/s_e3f26d9a72a1dc5589bbed2ab794d490.jpg" /> 													 													 														<div align="center"><div style="width: 80px; height: 20px" id="UserDataNode19" class="DataPoint=OnlineNow;UserID=143210505;"><br /></div></div> 													 												</td> 												<td class="blogComments"> 													<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" border="0"> 														<tbody><tr> 															<td class="blogComments"><p class="blogCommentsContent">When significant change slaps me in the face I get anxious and question my abilities. Sometimes I get angry. Sometimes I cry. Somewhere in between I pray and get on myspace, unless the change includes no internet. Most of the time I feel emotions that I've been able to ignore for the most part. But when my heart slows down and my need to run subsides I realize that change is nothing new. I remind myself that I'm not the only person experiencing changes in my life and if I want to make it out alive then I had better ask myself. What would Judge Judy do? Change is best handled with intellect, not emotion. I try my hardest to ignore all emotion and focus on sensibility and reality; what's real and what really isn't. I find that if I put my feelings last during a life changing event and focus all of my attention on my family then there's nothing I can't do. When I feel secure following a change I take time out for myself. I smoke a joint, have a glass of wine and watch a favorite horror movie. Then it's on to the next change. Leslie</p><p class="blogCommentsContent">Posted by exceptionallycrazzy on 															 															 																Monday, November 19, 2007 at 																6:50 PM 															  															<br /></p></td> 														</tr> 													</tbody></table> 												</td> 											</tr> 											<tr class="commentSpacer"> 												<td colspan="3"><br /></td> 											</tr> 									</tbody></table> 								 							 								 									 								  								 									 									 									<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" id="blogComments-20"> 										 										 											<tbody><tr> 												<td><img width="0" height="1" border="0" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/clear.gif" /></td> 												<td class="blogCommentsProfile"> 													<br /><img border="0" src="http://a400.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01188/99/33/1188873399_s.jpg" /> 													 													 														<div align="center"><div style="width: 80px; height: 20px" id="UserDataNode20" class="DataPoint=OnlineNow;UserID=84927150;"><br /></div></div> 													 												</td> 												<td class="blogComments"> 													<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" border="0"> 														<tbody><tr> 															<td class="blogComments"><p class="blogCommentsContent">Seasons change, the weather changes, we change our minds....<br /> <br /> Life is about change. It is how we manage it that makes us unique. It seems to me that we only have two choices when confronted with change...either hold on to what we are comfortable with, despite the cost or hardships that it involves...or we move forward. <br /> <br /> Staying in a comfort zone is not always a bad thing, but when forced to move forward we should approach it with the attitude that something &quot;new&quot; can't always be compared to the &quot;way it used to be&quot;. Can we compare a brilliant sunrise with yesterday's sunset? Can we even compare today's sunrise with yesterday's sunrise? No, I think not. I think change involves a new horizon, a new experience, a new opportunity to succeed.<br /> <br /> It is human to resist change.  However, sometimes embracing change builds character.</p><p class="blogCommentsContent">Posted by Chili on 															 															 																Tuesday, November 20, 2007 at 																9:15 AM 															  															<br /></p></td> 														</tr> 													</tbody></table> 												</td> 											</tr> 											<tr class="commentSpacer"> 												<td colspan="3"><br /></td> 											</tr> 									</tbody></table> 								 							 								 									 								  								 									 									 									<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" id="blogComments-21"> 										 										 											<tbody><tr> 												<td><img width="0" height="1" border="0" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/clear.gif" /></td> 												<td class="blogCommentsProfile"> 													<br /><img border="0" src="http://a917.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/76/s_03dff8d1cfe09445869c3006ecd0c694.jpg" /> 													 													 														<div align="center"><div style="width: 80px; height: 20px" id="UserDataNode21" class="DataPoint=OnlineNow;UserID=215674626;"><br /></div></div> 													 												</td> 												<td class="blogComments"> 													<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" border="0"> 														<tbody><tr> 															<td class="blogComments"><p class="blogCommentsContent">Things changes and my reaction is usually total panic. In those times I need to think for a while, and even if the change is a fact and still there I find my door in my mind, my thinking and in my way of look at things, life and my self.</p><p class="blogCommentsContent">Posted by Jenny on 															 															 																Tuesday, November 20, 2007 at 																3:30 PM 															  															<br /></p></td> 														</tr> 													</tbody></table> 												</td> 											</tr> 											<tr class="commentSpacer"> 												<td colspan="3"><br /></td> 											</tr> 									</tbody></table> 								 							 								 									 								  								 									 									 									<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" id="blogComments-22"> 										 										 											<tbody><tr> 												<td><img width="0" height="1" border="0" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/clear.gif" /></td> 												<td class="blogCommentsProfile"> 													<br /><img border="0" src="http://a628.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/67/s_aa2c9b5073713953a82ac2d2adb90293.jpg" /> 													 													 														<div align="center"><div style="width: 80px; height: 20px" id="UserDataNode22" class="DataPoint=OnlineNow;UserID=85102322;"><br /></div></div> 													 												</td> 												<td class="blogComments"> 													<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" border="0"> 														<tbody><tr> 															<td class="blogComments"><p class="blogCommentsContent">Very interesting.<br /> The struggle faced by the people who cut the funding on my job - to keep getting funding for their own jobs - I don't miss.<br /> I am obviously sad that things didn't work out and feel scape goated coz I gave them their direction in the first place (from the bottom).<br /> With change I go 'Standstill' - let everything fall into place and then move on.<br /> I want to be able to live to work, not work to live and do not want to conform to a work ethic which keeps us all braying for more and depressed.<br />  - Cosmic Love -</p><p class="blogCommentsContent">Posted by Cosmic on 															 															 																Friday, November 23, 2007 at 																10:02 AM 															  															<br /></p></td> 														</tr> 													</tbody></table> 												</td> 											</tr> 											<tr class="commentSpacer"> 												<td colspan="3"><br /></td> 											</tr> 									</tbody></table> 								 							 								 									 								  								 									 									 									<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" id="blogComments-23"> 										 										 											<tbody><tr> 												<td><img width="0" height="1" border="0" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/clear.gif" /></td> 												<td class="blogCommentsProfile"> 													<br /><img border="0" src="http://a442.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/121/s_5047cedb7021d4affabbe3f06012b2e1.jpg" /> 													 													 														<div align="center"><div style="width: 80px; height: 20px" id="UserDataNode23" class="DataPoint=OnlineNow;UserID=148644283;"><br /></div></div> 													 												</td> 												<td class="blogComments"> 													<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" border="0"> 														<tbody><tr> 															<td class="blogComments"><p class="blogCommentsContent">Yes, &quot;When one door closes, another one opens&quot;...but you forgot the second part: &quot;Damn, these hallways are dark...&quot; ;) We also forget to look for windows...sometimes we're so busy searching out the obvious that we forget to look for other forks in the path. I believe in timing...in there being a right time for things. Change to me is indicative that whatever that experience was for my particular journey, it's served its purpose and it's time to move on. But I don't view a life's journey as one long, linear path...I think of it more like a huge sweeping arc. And sometimes it's good to revisit places/endeavors from our past. Maybe we weren't ready for them the first time around...but the updated, revised (later release) version of ourselves might be. Sometimes it can be helpful to loop back around and pick up a few of those abandoned parts of our selves...sometimes they're exactly the missing pieces we've been searching for to put in our puzzle.</p><p class="blogCommentsContent">Posted by Marilyn on 															 															 																Friday, November 23, 2007 at 																10:36 AM 															  															<br /></p></td> 														</tr> 													</tbody></table> 												</td> 											</tr> 											<tr class="commentSpacer"> 												<td colspan="3"><br /></td> 											</tr> 									</tbody></table> 								 							 								 									 								  								 									 									 									<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" id="blogComments-24"> 										 										 											<tbody><tr> 												<td><img width="10" height="1" border="0" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/clear.gif" /></td> 												<td class="blogCommentsProfile"> 													<br /><img border="0" src="http://a361.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/61/s_dfb54cde4c5c6bd9f701afde35739ec0.jpg" /> 													 													 														<div align="center"><div style="width: 80px; height: 20px" id="UserDataNode24" class="DataPoint=OnlineNow;UserID=52059091;"><br /></div></div> 													 												</td> 												<td class="blogComments"> 													<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" border="0"> 														<tbody><tr> 															<td class="blogComments"><p class="blogCommentsContent">Work towards accessing your 7th chakra...the crown chakra. I am still trying to climb the ladder to the 6th chakra. When the mind is set free we realize that all the emotional and physical trauma is manufactured for us to ingest. The 7th chakra will reunite the computer in the vehicle to the universal power source. The burdens and struggles fall away when we realize we are infinite energy. No external force can rob that from the soul. We have been fed a reality which is not the whole picture. Negative elements in our &quot;reality&quot; bind us daily to this finite concept. It is the fear and aggression that stokes the flames of our suffering. When we become aware of this deception we cut the puppet strings.<br /> <br /> this forum is crucial to the elevation of our true nature. The decievers are reeling because it is this unharnessed information exchange which blows the lid off of our ignorance. I like the concept of the manager being heartbroken just as much as the employee being fired. We cannot direct all of our anger and disdain towards our oppressors. We have willingly given the power to them. Our freedom is there for the taking whenever we decide it is time to claim it.<br /> <br /> Keep this wonderful dialogue going...it is creating powerful change<br /> I love you guys,<br /> -aaron</p><p class="blogCommentsContent">Posted by Aaron on 															 															 																Friday, November 23, 2007 at 																1:12 PM 															  															<br /></p></td> 														</tr> 													</tbody></table> 												</td> 											</tr> 											<tr class="commentSpacer"> 												<td colspan="3"><br /></td> 											</tr> 									</tbody></table> 								 							 								 									 								  								 									 									 									<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" id="blogComments-25"> 										 										 											<tbody><tr> 												<td><img width="0" height="1" border="0" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/clear.gif" /></td> 												<td class="blogCommentsProfile">&nbsp; 													<br /><img border="0" src="http://a588.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/30/s_8e26a4c77e039c46868456fccfe41fcb.png" /> 													 													 														<div align="center"><div style="width: 80px; height: 20px" id="UserDataNode25" class="DataPoint=OnlineNow;UserID=65764789;"><br /></div></div> 													 												</td> 												<td class="blogComments"> 													<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" border="0"> 														<tbody><tr> 															<td class="blogComments"><p class="blogCommentsContent">After experiencing some dramatic changes in my own life, I have come to realize that fighting change is not possible, in fact to fight change only exaggerates the frustration, sadness or anger that everyone feels when changes happen that were not forseen or anticipated. The serenity prayer is a beautiful verse that I have looked to in times when I am facing change. I think you should give yourself some time to feel the pain of change, and then step back and take another look at the situation objectively and see where you might be able to take another path as a result of that change. Then, choose your path and keep moving forward, leaving the past behind. Change is the only constant, and if you can teach yourself to accept change and continue moving forward in life to new experiences and new possibilities, you will feel more peaceful and accepting that everything in the universe is unfolding exactly the way it should. Trust in God to show you how to find the alternate route and have faith in yourself to make the choices that will help you to solve problems, enjoy life and find happiness. Picture yourself as a wave rider joyfully going with the flow, rather than a prize fighter going toe to toe and getting beat up and worn out by change.</p><p class="blogCommentsContent">Posted by Kelly on 															 															 																Friday, November 23, 2007 at 																1:03 PM 															  															<br /></p></td> 														</tr> 													</tbody></table> 												</td> 											</tr> 											<tr class="commentSpacer"> 												<td colspan="3"><br /></td> 											</tr> 									</tbody></table> 								 							 								 									 								  								 									 									 									<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" id="blogComments-26"> 										 										 											<tbody><tr> 												<td><img width="0" height="1" border="0" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/clear.gif" /></td> 												<td class="blogCommentsProfile"> 													<br /><img border="0" src="http://a100.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/99/s_717c5b7369e463b67d13b9986e5cd5eb.jpg" /> 													 													 														<div align="center"><div style="width: 80px; height: 20px" id="UserDataNode26" class="DataPoint=OnlineNow;UserID=63493783;"><br /></div></div> 													 												</td> 												<td class="blogComments"> 													<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" border="0"> 														<tbody><tr> 															<td class="blogComments"><p class="blogCommentsContent">For me the doors in my life show me what I am really made of. I approach the door (change) cautiously but I know if I fail to turn the knob and walk through I have failed. Change is eventually coming to everyone&rsquo;s door in one form or another. Is it scary? Hell YES! Sometimes, I am like please excuse me but, I think you have the wrong person. I am not equipped. This really isn&rsquo;t a good time. <br /> <br /> Then I succumb to the choice that I may not be fully in control. So I stop. I take a pause to remember exactly who I am and where I have been. Then I look deeply to see what I have to learn from this. That answer is oftentimes hard to see at first and does not materialize until the end of the mission. <br />  <br /> I used to really look at change as a bad thing. This was before I realized that sometimes life throws a change your way that is necessary. Sometimes the change is something you never knew that you always wanted. Does that make sense? To me it does. <br /> <br /> Changes come along sometimes without warning and make you wonder if you have the moxie to pull through. If you think you do, you do. If you think you don&rsquo;t , you probably don&rsquo;t. It is up to you. Now I am not saying that I jump in with both feet off the high dive. Sometimes I dip in a toe, check it out , feel it out a little. However, I know if I do not eventually dive in I will spend my entire life wondering if that was the best pool I could have possibly ever swam in.<br /> <br /> As far as tools the biggest one I have acquired is to just stop and assess. That sounds simple but it is so essential. First, just stop, collect yourself and then proceed. The second is do your best to just stay positive. It is all about attitude. Think that you will succeed, desire it, do the work to make it happen and it will. <br /> <br /> So with all of my heart I know that the doors in life are good and very essential to this life. They are necessary to bring us each that one step further on this journey. <br /> <br /> I am listening to Life is Beautiful by SIXX AM, a song all about Doors and possibilities all very fitting to the topic of the moment. Why am I listening to Life is Beautiful? Because as I look around I notice more and more that it really is and I really do not want to forget it again, EVER. <br /> <br /> SLL~Jennifer</p><p class="blogCommentsContent">Posted by Jennifer on 															 															 																Friday, November 23, 2007 at 																7:22 PM 															  															<br /></p></td> 														</tr> 													</tbody></table> 												</td> 											</tr> 											<tr class="commentSpacer"> 												<td colspan="3"><br /></td> 											</tr> 									</tbody></table> 								 							 								 									 								  								 									 									 									<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" id="blogComments-27"> 										 										 											<tbody><tr> 												<td><img width="0" height="1" border="0" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/clear.gif" /></td> 												<td class="blogCommentsProfile"> 													<br /><img border="0" src="http://a38.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/26/s_e8169c0642b95a4b8ab521087311531d.jpg" /> 													 													 														<div align="center"><div style="width: 80px; height: 20px" id="UserDataNode27" class="DataPoint=OnlineNow;UserID=87740185;"><br /></div></div> 													 												</td> 												<td class="blogComments"> 													<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" border="0"> 														<tbody><tr> 															<td class="blogComments"><p class="blogCommentsContent">Good post.  I'll let you know my thoughts on handling changes when I finish handling my current ones! ;-)<br /> <br /> Anton</p><p class="blogCommentsContent">Posted by Anton on 															 															 																Friday, November 23, 2007 at 																7:51 PM 															  															<br /></p></td> 														</tr> 													</tbody></table> 												</td> 											</tr> 											<tr class="commentSpacer"> 												<td colspan="3"><br /></td> 											</tr> 									</tbody></table> 								 							 								 									 								  								 									 									 									<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" id="blogComments-28"> 										 										 											<tbody><tr> 												<td><img width="10" height="1" border="0" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/clear.gif" /></td> 												<td class="blogCommentsProfile">&nbsp; 													<br /><img border="0" src="http://a293.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/19/s_568bbc4920c539330d23052209cd82bc.jpg" /> 													 													 														<div align="center"><div style="width: 80px; height: 20px" id="UserDataNode28" class="DataPoint=OnlineNow;UserID=150067167;"><br /></div></div> 													 												</td> 												<td class="blogComments"> 													<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" border="0"> 														<tbody><tr> 															<td class="blogComments"><p class="blogCommentsContent">BTW I'm with Anton on this....<br /> Holding my thoughts till I make it through this one!!</p><p class="blogCommentsContent">Posted by Trish on 															 															 																Wednesday, December 05, 2007 at 																1:14 PM 															  															<br /></p></td> 														</tr> 													</tbody></table> 												</td> 											</tr> 											<tr class="commentSpacer"> 												<td colspan="3"><br /></td> 											</tr> 									</tbody></table> 								 							 								 									 								  								 									 									 									<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" id="blogComments-29"> 										 										 											<tbody><tr> 												<td><img width="0" height="1" border="0" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/clear.gif" /></td> 												<td class="blogCommentsProfile">&nbsp; 													<br /><img border="0" src="http://a980.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/8/s_71fcb23b58128a6437745090e4162c3b.png" /> 													 													 														<div align="center"><div style="width: 80px; height: 20px" id="UserDataNode29" class="DataPoint=OnlineNow;UserID=172431508;"><br /></div></div> 													 												</td> 												<td class="blogComments"> 													<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" border="0"> 														<tbody><tr> 															<td class="blogComments"><p class="blogCommentsContent">I&rsquo;m a bit on the tail end of this blof, hectic time of year at our home. Also, I&rsquo;m just not sure how to answer this one, change is not something I find enjoyable, it&rsquo;s hard for me. <br /> I&rsquo;ve found my need for stability, security and consistency make me reluctant to embark on change with any gusto. What is odd though is the times I have just jumped in and gone for it, job change, life&lt;myspace&gt;style&lt;/myspace&gt; change, educational change, it&rsquo;s been successful and gratifying yet the fear of the process continues to cause me concern. I become unbelievably nervous and anxious. I&rsquo;ve found that I deal with change best if I just jump in and go for it. Over analyzing or thinking about the possible outcomes causes me to drag my feet or simply not begin the process that would allow change to occur. There are of course, changes that we have no control over. Those changes we have to accept and move forward with them regardless how they make us feel. The older I&rsquo;ve gotten, the easier accepting change has become. I&rsquo;ve realized that if I fail, what have I lost? Nothing, I&rsquo;ve gained an experience and something positive no matter if I was successful or not or whether the outcome was the desired one&hellip;but I still have to push myself. Change for me is like looking over the edge of a cliff, the view is exhilarating but daunting.</p><p class="blogCommentsContent">Posted by Deborah Seeks Peace Through Love on 															 															 																Saturday, November 24, 2007 at 																8:25 AM 															  															<br /></p></td> 														</tr> 													</tbody></table> 												</td> 											</tr> 											<tr class="commentSpacer"> 												<td colspan="3"><br /></td> 											</tr> 									</tbody></table> 								 							 								 									 								  								 									 									 									<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" id="blogComments-30"> 										 										 											<tbody><tr> 												<td><img width="0" height="1" border="0" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/clear.gif" /></td><td class="blogCommentsProfile"><br /><img border="0" src="http://a155.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/46/s_442006906fb33c2a4c4d8a832ce7be6a.jpg" /> 													 													 														<div align="center"><div style="width: 80px; height: 20px" id="UserDataNode30" class="DataPoint=OnlineNow;UserID=189430475;"><br /></div></div> 													 												</td> 												<td class="blogComments"> 													<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" border="0"> 														<tbody><tr> 															<td class="blogComments"><p class="blogCommentsContent">When I get Shit--I look at  it as fertilizer....<br /> after the stink is gone you can get a pretty flower.. if that is what you want.</p><p class="blogCommentsContent">Posted by cari on 															 															 																Saturday, November 24, 2007 at 																1:29 PM 															  															<br /></p></td> 														</tr> 													</tbody></table> 												</td> 											</tr> 											<tr class="commentSpacer"> 												<td colspan="3"><br /></td> 											</tr> 									</tbody></table> 								 							 								 									 								  								 									 									 									<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" id="blogComments-31"> 										 										 											<tbody><tr> 												<td><img width="0" height="1" border="0" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/clear.gif" /></td><td class="blogCommentsProfile"><a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendID=150067167&amp;Mytoken=4A42E005-E5B1-4CEF-854877A22F60723048833521" /> <br /><img border="0" src="http://a293.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/19/s_568bbc4920c539330d23052209cd82bc.jpg" /> 													 													 														<div align="center"><div style="width: 80px; height: 20px" id="UserDataNode31" class="DataPoint=OnlineNow;UserID=150067167;"><br /></div></div> 													 												</td> 												<td class="blogComments"> 													<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" border="0"> 														<tbody><tr> 															<td class="blogComments"><p class="blogCommentsContent">Have you heard the one by Helen Keller? It goes something like this: Sometimes we spend so much time looking at the closed door that we miss the window that's been opened.</p><p class="blogCommentsContent">Posted by Trish on 															 															 																Friday, November 30, 2007 at 																3:40 PM 															  															<br /></p></td> 														</tr> 													</tbody></table> 												</td> 											</tr> 											<tr class="commentSpacer"> 												<td colspan="3"><br /></td> 											</tr> 									</tbody></table> 								 							 							 						 						 					 					 				 			 		 	   <br /><u><a href="http://www1.myspace.com/" /> 			</u>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>Mon, 19 Nov 2007 16:29:38 -0600</pubDate>
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         <title>HI Reading List</title>
         <description><![CDATA[<h3><u>Insightful and inspiring books that you may enjoy checking out.&nbsp;</u></h3><p><img width="182" height="280" border="0" title="Stumbling on Happiness, Dan Gilbert" alt="Stumbling on Happiness, Dan Gilbert" src="http://happinessisthemovie.com/blog/Picture%2011.png" /><img width="190" height="281" border="0" title="The Art of Happiness, Dalai Lama" alt="The Art of Happiness, Dalai Lama" src="http://happinessisthemovie.com/blog/Picture%2012.png" /><img width="186" height="281" border="0" title="Ethics for a New Millenium, Dalai Lama" alt="Ethics for a New Millenium, Dalai Lama" src="http://happinessisthemovie.com/blog/8539591.jpg" />&nbsp;<br /></p><p><img width="186" height="282" border="0" src="http://happinessisthemovie.com/blog/10239664.jpg" alt="The World's Religions, Huston Smith" title="The World's Religions, Huston Smith" /><img width="180" height="283" border="0" src="http://happinessisthemovie.com/blog/11418169.jpg" alt="Way of the Peaceful Warrior, Dan Millman" title="Way of the Peaceful Warrior, Dan Millman" /><img width="190" height="280" border="0" title="Happiness: A History, Darrin McMahon" alt="Happiness: A History, Darrin McMahon" src="http://happinessisthemovie.com/blog/12385426.jpg" /></p><p><img width="182" height="278" border="0" src="http://happinessisthemovie.com/blog/12414856.jpg" alt="Eat, Pray, Love, Elizabeth Gilbert" title="Eat, Pray, Love, Elizabeth Gilbert" /><img width="186" height="277" border="0" src="http://happinessisthemovie.com/blog/New%20Earth.png" /><img width="184" height="277" border="0" src="http://happinessisthemovie.com/blog/4%20Hr%20Work%20Wk.png" alt="4 Hour Work Week" title="4 Hour Work Week" /><br /></p><p>&nbsp;</p><p>If you'd like to suggest a book we should check out for potential inclusion on this list, just post a comment here or send us an e-mail at info@happinessisthemovie.com. <br /></p>]]></description>
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         <title>BLOG: Passion</title>
         <description><![CDATA[<h3><em>This blog originally appeared on our MySpace profile...</em></h3> 									 									 									<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" id="blog" class="blog"> 										<tbody><tr> 											<td style="width: 10px">&nbsp;</td> 											<td>Life can be inspiring and it can also make us yawn. As with beauty, what each of us feels drawn to is personal and it's not good to judge the eye of the beholder. For myself, I find when someone has a true love for what they are saying or doing, no matter the subject, I can get drawn in&hellip;<em><br /><br /></em>For instance, I remember years ago when I worked in advertising in New York on the Amex account, one of my clients was named Jamie and he had such a passion for all the numbers involved so even if he was discussing APRs, I got into it and wanted to do my best when I worked on projects with him.<em><br /><br /></em>And the reason I'm writing this blof is because I just watched a documentary on the Statue of Liberty by Ken Burns. The film itself was great. And then in the special features, there was a piece on how Mr. Burns approaches &quot;making history&quot; and another was a conversation with him about his life and work. The excitement in his voice, the way he admitted the emotions that sometimes overcame him during the filmmaking process, the insatiable curiosity with which he tackles each subject, doing the research but then leaving things open to chance, not knowing exactly what his lens will capture. And all this personified by the sparkle in his eye as he spoke. Right on, man, right on! And interestingly, he spoke at one point about Jefferson's &quot;pursuit of happiness&quot; word choice and said that &quot;pursuit&quot; was part of the beauty of those words. That it meant we, as Americans, were always in the process of &quot;becoming.&quot; Hmmmm&hellip;nice, eh?<em><br /><br /></em>I love when people let down their guard far enough to show their wonder and zeal because these characteristics capture a child-like trueness and not everyone is in touch with that part of themselves. Passion potential is within all of us, though, and speaks to our hopes and our dreams and the way we can motivate each other. Of course, we still need to moderate because passion can be a danger if too tightly fixed on any one thing, without listening and responding to the rhythms around us.<br /><br />But the joy and enthusiasm with which we speak about different topics and throw ourselves into moments (especially when it's at the risk of looking silly), well, it says something. And again to reference Mr. Burns, who likens himself to an &quot;emotional archaeologist,&quot; you can look at something like history, for example, as either a boring subject from the doldrums of your high school days&hellip;or, the expression and beauty of everything that has happened just previous to this very moment, right now. History &quot;is&quot; not &quot;was&quot; so what we speak of with passion can affect the past as well as the future and bring energy and love to the world. We each have that power.<em><br /><br /></em>So, tell us&hellip;whatever your passions are, is there a source that you can remember? And has someone ever sparked your attention on a topic that you don't actually have an interest in, but their passion drew you in anyway? Famous or not, who inspires you with their heartfelt passion?<em><br /><br />As for music, I've been grooving to some ELO recently&hellip;&quot;hold on tight to your dreams&hellip;&quot; Paz<br /></em><p class="blogContentInfo"><strong> 															 														        <br /></strong></p><p class="blogContentInfo">(This blog originally appeared in MySpace...click <a href="http://www.myspace.com/thegreenersidemovie" title="Happiness Is in MySpace">here</a> to check it out.)<br /></p> 											</td> 										</tr> 									</tbody></table><br /><table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" id="blogComments-1"><tbody><tr><td>&nbsp;</td><td class="blogCommentsProfile"><br /><img border="0" src="http://a506.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/104/s_093c46794d6d89307da038f5aba82761.jpg" /> 													 													 														<div align="center"><div class="DataPoint=OnlineNow;UserID=65305296;" id="UserDataNode1" style="width: 80px; height: 20px"><br /></div></div> 													 												</td> 												<td class="blogComments"> 													<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" border="0"> 														<tbody><tr> 															<td class="blogComments"><p class="blogCommentsContent">My passions are my family, music and currently politics. I have a love/hate relationship with politics, I love our democracy, but I hate the way it has been trampled the past 7 years. My family goes without saying. I've been married to the same woman for 20 years and I love her more today than then. I have a beautiful son who just turned 7 yesterday who is my life.<br /> Music, well, my mom swears I was keeping a beat in-utero, so that began very early. I took up drums at age 7 and trumpet some years later. I love to talk about all three of these things as well as sports. My wife asks me how I can spout out all the statistics of every player in the NFL, NBA and Major League baseball, but forget to pick up milk at the grocery store. It's just the way I'm wired.<br /> <br /> I like to &quot;discuss&quot; these things with people and NOT argue. You can have differing perspectives on things, be passionate about it, but also be flexible enough to respect the other person's point of view. Even if we don't agree, we should allow the other person's passion to flow into us.<br /> <br /> As for Ken Burns, as I said, I watched his film &quot;The War&quot; and when I saw him talking about/promoting it, you could literally see the tears well up in his eyes when he talked about the vets with which they talked. He literally becomes what he is producing. We need more filmmakers like him, Spike Lee, Andrew, Michael Moore, etc...<br /> <br /> As for music, even thought I'm not, I've been listening to and dissecting my favorite jazz recording &quot;Kind of Blue&quot; by Miles Davis. It's simplicity with complexity at it's enigmatic best.<br /> <br /> Peace, Love and Happiness,<br /> Greg</p><p class="blogCommentsContent">Posted by G's Joint on 															 															 																Monday, October 15, 2007 at 																7:33 AM 															  															<a href="http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.commentreply&amp;friendID=90741645&amp;blogID=319190944&amp;journalDetailID=1142134&amp;ticket=MHMGCisGAQQBgjdYA4KgZTBjBgorBgEEAYI3WAMBoFUwUwIDAgABAgJmAwICAMAECGzLvYteHcxRBBDfTyg6RgHdtuoGlEM7U8DyBChF8kB6gueL1TsYODAf9SLQzWALtd2da1bWBwS6lbup8q8uQ9Cd3zrr&amp;BlogCategoryID=0&amp;Mytoken=2A30ED0E-40A4-424B-9F08C786A9E5D9C941309502"><strong><br /></strong></a></p></td> 														</tr> 													</tbody></table> 												</td> 											</tr> 											<tr class="commentSpacer"> 												<td colspan="3"><br /></td> 											</tr> 									</tbody></table> 								 							 								 									 								  								 									 									 									<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" id="blogComments-2"> 										 										 											<tbody><tr> 												<td><img width="10" height="1" border="0" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/clear.gif" /></td> 												<td class="blogCommentsProfile"> 													<br /><img border="0" src="http://a639.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/11/s_6a3bb485f7790078b8361e845ed1d156.jpg" /> 													 													 														<div align="center"><div class="DataPoint=OnlineNow;UserID=38854279;" id="UserDataNode2" style="width: 80px; height: 20px"><br /></div></div> 													 												</td> 												<td class="blogComments"> 													<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" border="0"> 														<tbody><tr> 															<td class="blogComments"><p class="blogCommentsContent">Well greg, I can say that I really relate to you. while rading Paz's blog, i was thinking also about my family. My husband and I have been together for 23 years, married for 18. He has been in the hospital all weekend and his fight with cancer has become a major battle. but with each day I love him more and more. my kids are also the best. whether they are doing good or bad, it does not matter. I am passionately involved either way, in their lives because I always want the best for them.<br /> <br /> I also watched Ken Burns, &quot;the war&quot;. Excellent!!! Not only did I learn more about war especially WWII but, I found that my beliefs about war were reinstilled by listening to soldiers from the past. Differnet war but the same effects on those who serve, regardless of the reason we are fighting for. I am passionately against war!!!<br /> <br /> Good music is also so passionate to me. My husband dedicated a song to me and printed out the words before he went to the hospital. It was Climax Blues Band &quot;I love You&quot; I have listened to it every day since when I come home from the hospital, and even though someone else wrote the words, with passion, I assume, they are now my words from the love of my life. I never knew someone would feel that strongly about me, and I jsut want to say, with time love and my passion for the person I chose to marry gets stronger. <br /> <br /> I am passionate about helping others but it is also a change as life evolves. I used to be passionate about saving the world, now I am passionate about saving my family and am good about other people saving the world.<br /> <br /> It is sad to see how many people walk through life numb, with no passion for anything they do. I think we all need to learn to live with passion and do whatever we do passionatley.<br /> <br /> Peace,<br /> Teresa</p><p class="blogCommentsContent">Posted by Hart Relations on 															 															 																Monday, October 15, 2007 at 																1:42 PM 															  															<a href="http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.commentreply&amp;friendID=90741645&amp;blogID=319190944&amp;journalDetailID=1142387&amp;ticket=MHMGCisGAQQBgjdYA4KgZTBjBgorBgEEAYI3WAMBoFUwUwIDAgABAgJmAwICAMAECGzLvYteHcxRBBDfTyg6RgHdtuoGlEM7U8DyBChF8kB6gueL1TsYODAf9SLQzWALtd2da1bWBwS6lbup8q8uQ9Cd3zrr&amp;BlogCategoryID=0&amp;Mytoken=2A30ED0E-40A4-424B-9F08C786A9E5D9C941309502"><strong><br /></strong></a></p></td> 														</tr> 													</tbody></table> 												</td> 											</tr> 											<tr class="commentSpacer"> 												<td colspan="3"><br /></td> 											</tr> 									</tbody></table> 								 							 								 									 								  								 									 									 									<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" id="blogComments-3"> 										 										 											<tbody><tr> 												<td><img width="20" height="1" border="0" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/clear.gif" /></td> 												<td class="blogCommentsProfile"> 													<br /><img border="0" src="http://a33.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/16/s_92256e4ca9f8938c7abfcda8bbe7eda8.jpg" /> 													 													 														<div align="center"><div class="DataPoint=OnlineNow;UserID=263137509;" id="UserDataNode3" style="width: 80px; height: 20px"><br /></div></div> 													 												</td> 												<td class="blogComments"> 													<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" border="0"> 														<tbody><tr> 															<td class="blogComments"><p class="blogCommentsContent">HI Teresa, it's me Greg contacting you from my other site, my Tribute to Tony Williams page. I just wanted to let you know you and your family are in my prayers. I'm going through something similar in my family and it's unbelievably hard. It's our passion for the people we love that defines how we handle these situations. Our pursuit of happiness is often interrupted by much sadness, strife and challenges, but we continue to persevere.<br /> <br /> God Bless,<br /> Greg</p><p class="blogCommentsContent">Posted by Tony Williams on 															 															 																Wednesday, October 17, 2007 at 																7:08 AM 															  															<a href="http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.commentreply&amp;friendID=90741645&amp;blogID=319190944&amp;journalDetailID=1144652&amp;ticket=MHMGCisGAQQBgjdYA4KgZTBjBgorBgEEAYI3WAMBoFUwUwIDAgABAgJmAwICAMAECGzLvYteHcxRBBDfTyg6RgHdtuoGlEM7U8DyBChF8kB6gueL1TsYODAf9SLQzWALtd2da1bWBwS6lbup8q8uQ9Cd3zrr&amp;BlogCategoryID=0&amp;Mytoken=2A30ED0E-40A4-424B-9F08C786A9E5D9C941309502"><strong><br /></strong></a></p></td> 														</tr> 													</tbody></table> 												</td> 											</tr> 											<tr class="commentSpacer"> 												<td colspan="3"><br /></td> 											</tr> 									</tbody></table> 								 							 								 									 								  								 									 									 									<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" id="blogComments-4"> 										 										 											<tbody><tr> 												<td><img width="10" height="1" border="0" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/clear.gif" /></td> 												<td class="blogCommentsProfile"> 													<br /><img border="0" src="http://a506.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/104/s_093c46794d6d89307da038f5aba82761.jpg" /> 													 													 														<div align="center"><div class="DataPoint=OnlineNow;UserID=65305296;" id="UserDataNode4" style="width: 80px; height: 20px"><br /></div></div> 													 												</td> 												<td class="blogComments"> 													<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" border="0"> 														<tbody><tr> 															<td class="blogComments"><p class="blogCommentsContent">I am also passionate about animals and nature.  Stopping the abuse of both would be nice...<br /> Peace,<br /> Greg</p><p class="blogCommentsContent">Posted by G's Joint on 															 															 																Monday, October 15, 2007 at 																9:51 AM 															  															<a href="http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.commentreply&amp;friendID=90741645&amp;blogID=319190944&amp;journalDetailID=1142212&amp;ticket=MHMGCisGAQQBgjdYA4KgZTBjBgorBgEEAYI3WAMBoFUwUwIDAgABAgJmAwICAMAECGzLvYteHcxRBBDfTyg6RgHdtuoGlEM7U8DyBChF8kB6gueL1TsYODAf9SLQzWALtd2da1bWBwS6lbup8q8uQ9Cd3zrr&amp;BlogCategoryID=0&amp;Mytoken=2A30ED0E-40A4-424B-9F08C786A9E5D9C941309502"><strong><br /></strong></a></p></td> 														</tr> 													</tbody></table> 												</td> 											</tr> 											<tr class="commentSpacer"> 												<td colspan="3"><br /></td> 											</tr> 									</tbody></table> 								 							 								 									 								  								 									 									 									<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" id="blogComments-5"> 										 										 											<tbody><tr> 												<td><img width="0" height="1" border="0" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/clear.gif" /></td> 												<td class="blogCommentsProfile"> 													<br /><img border="0" src="http://a678.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/108/s_74fc475fa30b9caddcbf13c0e7656995.jpg" /> 													 													 														<div align="center"><div class="DataPoint=OnlineNow;UserID=140518596;" id="UserDataNode5" style="width: 80px; height: 20px"><br /></div></div> 													 												</td> 												<td class="blogComments"> 													<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" border="0"> 														<tbody><tr> 															<td class="blogComments"><p class="blogCommentsContent">I have always had a passion for working with clay. As a child, I had a 25 pound bag of clay under my bed that I would pull out daily and build things. Over the years it has been a part of my life, but I took a break when I had kids. I find myself wanting to make things again and have decided that a class will be my gift to myself for my birthday. <br /> <br /> I recently met someone that has a passion for history, a subject I was never very interested in. I find myself looking forward to hearing him talk about it. He has such a spark in his voice when he talks of what it must have been like for people to have lived through different events. I even find myself looking forward to things like &quot;history night&quot; on TV.<br /> <br /> I enjoy meeting people with a passion for different things. There is an energy in it and it often inspires me to explore new things and discover what new passions I may have waiting to be discovered.</p><p class="blogCommentsContent">Posted by Laura on 															 															 																Monday, October 15, 2007 at 																7:38 AM 															  															<br /><a href="http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.commentreply&amp;friendID=90741645&amp;blogID=319190944&amp;journalDetailID=1142138&amp;ticket=MHMGCisGAQQBgjdYA4KgZTBjBgorBgEEAYI3WAMBoFUwUwIDAgABAgJmAwICAMAECGzLvYteHcxRBBDfTyg6RgHdtuoGlEM7U8DyBChF8kB6gueL1TsYODAf9SLQzWALtd2da1bWBwS6lbup8q8uQ9Cd3zrr&amp;BlogCategoryID=0&amp;Mytoken=2A30ED0E-40A4-424B-9F08C786A9E5D9C941309502"><strong><br /></strong></a></p></td> 														</tr> 													</tbody></table> 												</td> 											</tr> 											<tr class="commentSpacer"> 												<td colspan="3"><br /></td> 											</tr> 									</tbody></table> 								 							 								 									 								  								 									 									 									<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" id="blogComments-6"> 										 										 											<tbody><tr> 												<td><img width="0" height="1" border="0" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/clear.gif" /></td> 												<td class="blogCommentsProfile"> 													<br /><img border="0" src="http://a597.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/58/s_084fa598479c7c16ef42e05f34075dac.jpg" /> 													 													 														<div align="center"><div class="DataPoint=OnlineNow;UserID=187276353;" id="UserDataNode6" style="width: 80px; height: 20px"><br /></div></div> 													 												</td> 												<td class="blogComments"> 													<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" border="0"> 														<tbody><tr> 															<td class="blogComments"><p class="blogCommentsContent">My passions?<br /> <br /> TRUTH.<br /> FAIRNESS.<br /> SCIENCE.<br /> LOGIC.<br /> <br /> Why? I honestly don't know.</p><p class="blogCommentsContent">Posted by Richard H. Clark on 															 															 																Monday, October 15, 2007 at 																8:16 AM 															  															<a href="http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.commentreply&amp;friendID=90741645&amp;blogID=319190944&amp;journalDetailID=1142155&amp;ticket=MHMGCisGAQQBgjdYA4KgZTBjBgorBgEEAYI3WAMBoFUwUwIDAgABAgJmAwICAMAECGzLvYteHcxRBBDfTyg6RgHdtuoGlEM7U8DyBChF8kB6gueL1TsYODAf9SLQzWALtd2da1bWBwS6lbup8q8uQ9Cd3zrr&amp;BlogCategoryID=0&amp;Mytoken=2A30ED0E-40A4-424B-9F08C786A9E5D9C941309502"><strong><br /></strong></a></p></td> 														</tr> 													</tbody></table> 												</td> 											</tr> 											<tr class="commentSpacer"> 												<td colspan="3"><br /></td> 											</tr> 									</tbody></table> 								 							 								 									 								  								 									 									 									<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" id="blogComments-7"> 										 										 											<tbody><tr> 												<td><img width="0" height="1" border="0" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/clear.gif" /></td> 												<td class="blogCommentsProfile"> 													<a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendID=154879658&amp;Mytoken=2A30ED0E-40A4-424B-9F08C786A9E5D9C941309502"> </a><br /><img border="0" src="http://a852.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/67/s_20653ea0180a0e98f02079ad3f0c896b.jpg" /> 													 													 														<div align="center"><div class="DataPoint=OnlineNow;UserID=154879658;" id="UserDataNode7" style="width: 80px; height: 20px"><br /></div></div> 													 												</td> 												<td class="blogComments"> 													<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" border="0"> 														<tbody><tr> 															<td class="blogComments"><p class="blogCommentsContent">We can not make the mistake of confusing passion with love.. Passion consumes us in ebbs and flows, dependant on many thing to stay alive. Love is constant, unconditional dependant on nothing. I love my family always, at times I feel passonate about them. I do not love politics, but I feel passionate about the next election. I love life, and at times I feel passionate about it. <br /> <br /> I have known many different people &quot;passionate&quot; about many different issues. When I look back on my life, most of my bad choices have been the ones made in a moment of passion.(don't read this as sexual passion please) We can not let our passions lead our life, without first building a strong foundation of love and education. <br /> <br />  Passion alone can not stand the test of time.</p><p class="blogCommentsContent">Posted by say_tay on 															 															 																Monday, October 15, 2007 at 																8:33 AM 															  															<a href="http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.commentreply&amp;friendID=90741645&amp;blogID=319190944&amp;journalDetailID=1142167&amp;ticket=MHMGCisGAQQBgjdYA4KgZTBjBgorBgEEAYI3WAMBoFUwUwIDAgABAgJmAwICAMAECGzLvYteHcxRBBDfTyg6RgHdtuoGlEM7U8DyBChF8kB6gueL1TsYODAf9SLQzWALtd2da1bWBwS6lbup8q8uQ9Cd3zrr&amp;BlogCategoryID=0&amp;Mytoken=2A30ED0E-40A4-424B-9F08C786A9E5D9C941309502"><strong><br /></strong></a></p></td> 														</tr> 													</tbody></table> 												</td> 											</tr> 											<tr class="commentSpacer"> 												<td colspan="3"><br /></td> 											</tr> 									</tbody></table> 								 							 								 									 								  								 									 									 									<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" id="blogComments-8"> 										 										 											<tbody><tr> 												<td><img width="0" height="1" border="0" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/clear.gif" /></td> 												<td class="blogCommentsProfile"> 													<br /><img border="0" src="http://a725.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/97/s_bbd5d98095d4157e24c97e0760aaa66c.jpg" /> 													 													 														<div align="center"><div class="DataPoint=OnlineNow;UserID=223350200;" id="UserDataNode8" style="width: 80px; height: 20px"><br /></div></div> 													 												</td> 												<td class="blogComments"> 													<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" border="0"> 														<tbody><tr> 															<td class="blogComments"><p class="blogCommentsContent">Besides my parents, who inspired me to be the best mom I can be and raise children with long thick roots and at the same time wings so they could someday fly, I had two teachers I really admired. I was never one of those straight A students. Just the average kid. Science and history were my least favorite. I liked doing math, but wished I understood the concepts better. Then in 10th grade I had Mr. Korp for Algebra. He stood up there and talked about algebra like it was his child. He related the different equations we solved to everyday life. He was so passionate about math &ndash; it made me love numbers more and from then on got A&rsquo;s in math. History was usually a class where I caught up on sleep. I could never remember names or dates and I could never fit all those events in history together to mean something to me. Until my senior year. My history teacher stood up there telling stories. His eyeballs almost popping out of his sockets. He took on different voices for the different people he was talking about, he was so animated when he talked and he always threw in some funny comments, it was like watching a stand up show. He made me love history for the first time. I wish I had him earlier like 9th grade. I could have had A&rsquo;s for four years in history instead of just senior year.</p><p class="blogCommentsContent">Posted by Wellness on 															 															 																Monday, October 15, 2007 at 																8:37 AM 															  															<a href="http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.commentreply&amp;friendID=90741645&amp;blogID=319190944&amp;journalDetailID=1142170&amp;ticket=MHMGCisGAQQBgjdYA4KgZTBjBgorBgEEAYI3WAMBoFUwUwIDAgABAgJmAwICAMAECGzLvYteHcxRBBDfTyg6RgHdtuoGlEM7U8DyBChF8kB6gueL1TsYODAf9SLQzWALtd2da1bWBwS6lbup8q8uQ9Cd3zrr&amp;BlogCategoryID=0&amp;Mytoken=2A30ED0E-40A4-424B-9F08C786A9E5D9C941309502"><strong><br /></strong></a></p></td> 														</tr> 													</tbody></table> 												</td> 											</tr> 											<tr class="commentSpacer"> 												<td colspan="3"><br /></td> 											</tr> 									</tbody></table> 								 							 								 									 								  								 									 									 									<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" id="blogComments-9"> 										 										 											<tbody><tr> 												<td><img width="0" height="1" border="0" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/clear.gif" /></td> 												<td class="blogCommentsProfile"> 													<br /><img border="0" src="http://a362.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/98/s_78735884bbd21e49c7b9e72b98595991.jpg" /> 													 													 														<div align="center"><div class="DataPoint=OnlineNow;UserID=236845039;" id="UserDataNode9" style="width: 80px; height: 20px"><br /></div></div> 													 												</td> 												<td class="blogComments"> 													<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" border="0"> 														<tbody><tr> 															<td class="blogComments"><p class="blogCommentsContent">Wonderrfully put and inspiring. You've caused me to pause for a moment of self-reflection and helped me to remember what it was like to be young again.<br /> <br /> If you're a interested in spectacular reviews of American history, then I urge you to read &quot;To Begin the World Anew: The Genius and Ambiguities of Our American Founders.&quot;</p><p class="blogCommentsContent">Posted by Matthew Marquis on 															 															 																Monday, October 15, 2007 at 																9:34 AM 															  															<a href="http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.commentreply&amp;friendID=90741645&amp;blogID=319190944&amp;journalDetailID=1142201&amp;ticket=MHMGCisGAQQBgjdYA4KgZTBjBgorBgEEAYI3WAMBoFUwUwIDAgABAgJmAwICAMAECGzLvYteHcxRBBDfTyg6RgHdtuoGlEM7U8DyBChF8kB6gueL1TsYODAf9SLQzWALtd2da1bWBwS6lbup8q8uQ9Cd3zrr&amp;BlogCategoryID=0&amp;Mytoken=2A30ED0E-40A4-424B-9F08C786A9E5D9C941309502"><strong><br /></strong></a></p></td> 														</tr> 													</tbody></table> 												</td> 											</tr> 											<tr class="commentSpacer"> 												<td colspan="3"><br /></td> 											</tr> 									</tbody></table> 								 							 								 									 								  								 									 									 									<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" id="blogComments-10"> 										 										 											<tbody><tr> 												<td><img width="0" height="1" border="0" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/clear.gif" /></td> 												<td class="blogCommentsProfile"> 													<br /><img border="0" src="http://a776.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/54/s_2d14cf54e804bde2522c8a7110d45e4f.jpg" /> 													 													 														<div align="center"><div class="DataPoint=OnlineNow;UserID=115861867;" id="UserDataNode10" style="width: 80px; height: 20px"><br /></div></div> 													 												</td> 												<td class="blogComments"> 													<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" border="0"> 														<tbody><tr> 															<td class="blogComments"><p class="blogCommentsContent">Already some very interesting comments on today's blof.  Very cool.  <br /> <br /> Passion, love, lust... Three often confused terms. Passion burns and can be the spark for either of the other two. Lust is short lived. Love is long term and as say tay states, unconditional. But without passion they are often unfulfilling. The stuff of 70's movie-of-the-week... &quot;She lived in a loveless marriage&quot;, which more truly equates to a passionless marriage. No fire, no spark....<br /> <br /> I often feel passionate about several key things. My family, music (mine and more often others'), nature, mountain biking, politics/religion. <br /> <br /> My family inspires me daily with the wonder in my childrens' eyes and the openess of my wife's mind and spirit.<br /> <br /> Music is a passion simply because it provides joy, wonder and excitement when finding a new nuance in an old favorite or a new spark in an artist or tune just discovered. <br /> <br /> Nature shows and inspires passion with the cycle of beginnings and endings which occur each moment. From clouds slowing making their way across a sunny sky to stars first light unfolding into a blanket of iridescent sparkles.<br /> <br /> Mountain biking because of the feeling of being a child again, of adrenaline pushing you to the next part of the trail, of the wind whistling through the trees and your ears, of the sound of the tires humming over the trail and sometimes of the shared accomplishment of discovering a new trail with a friend.<br /> <br /> Politics/religion... I assemble these together because they are both 'hot bed' topics which inspires passion in almost everyone who takes the time to speak of them. Also, extremism on these topics seem to be so infused with passion that no other dissenting opinion can be voiced without leading to anger or even violence. Which is truly unfortunately since open discussion and even debate are the tools that can build understanding. And that understanding can often be a bridge to common ground which is required to build community.<br /> <br /> &ldquo;What is objectionable, what is dangerous, about extremists is not that they are extreme, but that they are intolerant. The evil is not what they say about their cause, but what they say about their opponents.&rdquo; - Robert Kennedy<br /> <br /> Those people who inspire me are my parents, my wife, my kids. Artists who are not afraid to be themselves and not bend to the winds of dissonance that attack non-conformity. Leaders who stand for what is good and right for the majority of people and not the special interests and moneyed lobbyists. <br /> <br /> Those who dream big dreams and follow their heart, regardless of the fears and doubts of those around them. That is the core of passion for me.<br /> <br /> As for music, this morning it was Amos Lee, &quot;Freedom&quot;... 'Freedom is seldom found/ by beating someone to the ground/ telling him how everything/ is gonna be now...'<br /> <br /> Passion speaks volumes when we are able to hear it.<br /> <br /> peace</p><p class="blogCommentsContent">Posted by Lowell Rice on 															 															 																Monday, October 15, 2007 at 																10:23 AM 															  															<a href="http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.commentreply&amp;friendID=90741645&amp;blogID=319190944&amp;journalDetailID=1142236&amp;ticket=MHMGCisGAQQBgjdYA4KgZTBjBgorBgEEAYI3WAMBoFUwUwIDAgABAgJmAwICAMAECGzLvYteHcxRBBDfTyg6RgHdtuoGlEM7U8DyBChF8kB6gueL1TsYODAf9SLQzWALtd2da1bWBwS6lbup8q8uQ9Cd3zrr&amp;BlogCategoryID=0&amp;Mytoken=2A30ED0E-40A4-424B-9F08C786A9E5D9C941309502"><strong><br /></strong></a></p></td> 														</tr> 													</tbody></table> 												</td> 											</tr> 											<tr class="commentSpacer"> 												<td colspan="3"><br /></td> 											</tr> 									</tbody></table> 								 							 								 									 								  								 									 									 									<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" id="blogComments-11"> 										 										 											<tbody><tr> 												<td><img width="0" height="1" border="0" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/clear.gif" /></td> 												<td class="blogCommentsProfile">&nbsp; 													<br /><img border="0" src="http://a788.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01413/78/72/1413552787_s.jpg" /> 													 													 														<div align="center"><div class="DataPoint=OnlineNow;UserID=66895848;" id="UserDataNode11" style="width: 80px; height: 20px"><br /></div></div> 													 												</td> 												<td class="blogComments"> 													<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" border="0"> 														<tbody><tr> 															<td class="blogComments"><p class="blogCommentsContent">Nature is my passion. As an inner-city youth my summers at day camp in Swope Park in Kansas City, MO, were some of the best times of my life. In fact, after I was a camper, I went on to be Junior Counselor and later a paid staffer. This totals 15 years of my early life...among the trees, creeks and caves of this piece of Earth. I consider it my Earthly Womb.<br /> <br /> I currently live deep in the forest of the North Georgia Mountains. I am blessed to be be here despite the career and financial toll. In the balance it is worth it.<br /> <br /> The Grand Canyon my favorite spot in the US, I have traveled there on many occasions. The first time I saw it it took my breath away. And when I camped there I had never seen the stars so clearly. In the vastness of the Universe, and the minuteness of my life, I feel I still have meaning in the connectivity of all things.<br /> <br /> I enjoy the passion of Astronomers, Physicist, Geologist and any others who have devoted their lives in the quest to understand our place in the Universe. When I watch them on the Geek Channels (as we call them) they are so passionate it gives warm fuzzies. &lt;smile&gt;<br /> <br /> Thank you for this great post...you managed to release me from the tyranny of the urgent.</p><p class="blogCommentsContent">Posted by Ferocious Kitten on 															 															 																Monday, October 15, 2007 at 																10:34 AM 															  															<br /></p></td> 														</tr> 													</tbody></table> 												</td> 											</tr> 											<tr class="commentSpacer"> 												<td colspan="3"><br /></td> 											</tr> 									</tbody></table> 								 							 								 									 								  								 									 									 									<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" id="blogComments-12"> 										 										 											<tbody><tr> 												<td><img width="0" height="1" border="0" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/clear.gif" /></td> 												<td class="blogCommentsProfile">&nbsp; 													<br /><img border="0" src="http://a925.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/9/s_37c8e198a3270c08da223de0665c95ac.jpg" /> 													 													 														<div align="center"><div class="DataPoint=OnlineNow;UserID=245603731;" id="UserDataNode12" style="width: 80px; height: 20px"><br /></div></div> 													 												</td> 												<td class="blogComments"> 													<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" border="0"> 														<tbody><tr> 															<td class="blogComments"><p class="blogCommentsContent">This is an interesting blog, and I responded in part , because I am passionate about being passionate! As a double dragon in Chinese astology, and a mars in scorpio, or if you're not astrologically oriented, well, just as myself, I am passionate about most things, and one of my life's challenges is just to be able to lighten up!<br /> Truly my foremost passions, though, are music, and growing plants. The best memory of my childhood is the annual treck to the wholesale greenhouse in Waxahatchie, after which we would pick blackberries , then go home to the cobbler!Hooray fo my mom.I am in the proces of recieving a patent for a variety of peach grown originally from the seed of a wild <br /> peach, and when I am driving or riding around in a car, what captures my attention the most are the plants, tees, etc., and I am known for stopping the car at frequent intervals to examine them more closely.I should have a bumper sticker that says&quot;I brake for plants&quot;.</p><p class="blogCommentsContent">Posted by Deb E. Dee and The Kimamas on 															 															 																Monday, October 15, 2007 at 																11:00 AM 															  															<br /></p></td> 														</tr> 													</tbody></table> 												</td> 											</tr> 											<tr class="commentSpacer"> 												<td colspan="3"><br /></td> 											</tr> 									</tbody></table> 								 							 								 									 								  								 									 									 									<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" id="blogComments-13"> 										 										 											<tbody><tr> 												<td><img width="10" height="1" border="0" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/clear.gif" /></td> 												<td class="blogCommentsProfile"> 													<br /><img border="0" src="http://a467.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/45/s_77a7facd5ab68565e632d7b91909319a.jpg" /> 													 													 														<div align="center"><div class="DataPoint=OnlineNow;UserID=27537261;" id="UserDataNode13" style="width: 80px; height: 20px"><br /></div></div> 													 												</td> 												<td class="blogComments"> 													<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" border="0"> 														<tbody><tr> 															<td class="blogComments"><p class="blogCommentsContent">Ha! Please make that bumper sticker!<br /> There really is so much to be grateful for, I myself am not too good of a plant grower, but am so in Love with trees...their magnificence...Awed. No two the same, such personality.<br /> Starlight, oh my, shooting stars and the movement of the cosmos. Meteor showers, Waterfalls, water in general, nothing compares to that!<br /> Astrology and numerology, the living language, The wind-it is always so right now.<br /> Love friend...xm</p><p class="blogCommentsContent">Posted by mardi on 															 															 																Tuesday, October 16, 2007 at 																12:36 AM 															  															<br /></p></td> 														</tr> 													</tbody></table> 												</td> 											</tr> 											<tr class="commentSpacer"> 												<td colspan="3"><br /></td> 											</tr> 									</tbody></table> 								 							 								 									 								  								 									 									 									<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" id="blogComments-14"> 										 										 											<tbody><tr> 												<td><img width="0" height="1" border="0" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/clear.gif" /></td> 												<td class="blogCommentsProfile"> 													<br /><img border="0" src="http://a676.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/5/s_c3161de084f07c49edb28e96378d312b.jpg" /> 													 													 														<div align="center"><div class="DataPoint=OnlineNow;UserID=107118883;" id="UserDataNode14" style="width: 80px; height: 20px"><br /></div></div> 													 												</td> 												<td class="blogComments"> 													<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" border="0"> 														<tbody><tr> 															<td class="blogComments"><p class="blogCommentsContent">Great topic!!!!! I believe that every human being has something that they are passionate about. I believe passion is one of those things that lets us know we are alive and helps push us forward. I also believe passion when kept in check, is that part of us that expressing our connection to God Source (whatever you choose to call it. Higher Power, Great Spirit, the Universe, the door knob, whatever).<br /> <br /> I also feel that alot people lose sight or cannot find their passion due to life experiences and get so beaten down or wounded. And that is the great human tradegy or the great human blessing. And the cool part of that is that others can help us rediscover our passion, our light. That is why we need each other, despite, race, color, creed, or sexual orientation. One human helping another human, period!!! I think is the greatest passion of all.<br /> <br /> I have passion when i find that light inside of me and allow it to shine and can just truely be and experience the present moment or when others find their light inside and let it shine brightly.</p><p class="blogCommentsContent">Posted by Bryan Herbert on 															 															 																Monday, October 15, 2007 at 																11:26 AM 															  															<br /></p></td> 														</tr> 													</tbody></table> 												</td> 											</tr> 											<tr class="commentSpacer"> 												<td colspan="3"><br /></td> 											</tr> 									</tbody></table> 								 							 								 									 								  								 									 									 									<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" id="blogComments-15"> 										 										 											<tbody><tr> 												<td><img width="10" height="1" border="0" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/clear.gif" /></td> 												<td class="blogCommentsProfile"> 													<br /><img border="0" src="http://a467.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/45/s_77a7facd5ab68565e632d7b91909319a.jpg" /> 													 													 														<div align="center"><div class="DataPoint=OnlineNow;UserID=27537261;" id="UserDataNode15" style="width: 80px; height: 20px"><br /></div></div> 													 												</td> 												<td class="blogComments"> 													<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" border="0"> 														<tbody><tr> 															<td class="blogComments"><p class="blogCommentsContent">Fellow door knob! Super words my brother. I referenced my image of 'god' as a Disco ball...<br /> Somewhere on this page.<br /> Love and super you light!<br /> or my fave greeting which is neither hello nor goodbye- In La'kesh.<br /> Love yo sis Mardi</p><p class="blogCommentsContent">Posted by mardi on 															 															 																Tuesday, October 16, 2007 at 																12:39 AM 															  															<br /></p></td> 														</tr> 													</tbody></table> 												</td> 											</tr> 											<tr class="commentSpacer"> 												<td colspan="3"><br /></td> 											</tr> 									</tbody></table><br /><table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" id="blogComments-16"><tbody><tr><td>&nbsp;</td><td class="blogCommentsProfile">&nbsp;<br /><img border="0" src="http://a494.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/123/s_c96cdf725224f4fd8edaee8586edcbc5.jpg" /> 													 													 														<div align="center"><div class="DataPoint=OnlineNow;UserID=95763672;" id="UserDataNode16" style="width: 80px; height: 20px"><br /></div></div> 													 												</td> 												<td class="blogComments"> 													<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" border="0"> 														<tbody><tr> 															<td class="blogComments"><p class="blogCommentsContent">My life is full of passion. As a Scorpio, I am very passionate by nature. Passionate for those I love and for the world around me. I hold great passion for the Arts, music and painting, but it is my passion for life that consumes me the most. <br /> <br /> I have had many influences in my life guiding my passion in varied direction. As a child, I was inspired by natures beauty and appalled at the trash strewn across her. I would spend my luchtimes in third grade walking the school yard picking up the rubbish left behind by others more uncaring. My father inspired my zest for the Arts. His creativity and inventiveness fed my hunger to learn. But it would have to be my eigth grade teacher, Mrs. T I shall call her, who inspired my true passion... life. Not just my life, but the lives of those around me. <br /> <br /> Mrs. T showed me that how we all intertwine can make positive effects on someone we dont even know by small acts we perform. Mrs. T spent her winter breaks at an orphanage in Mexico, showing them love to help make their lives more enjoyable by going to see them and taking gifts and special food for them to relish. She taught me that if someone asks for food money on the side of a road, offer them a sandwich. If they are truly hungry they will take your offer, not buy any alcohol as so many do, and have a moment in their life they can be happy. <br /> <br /> I have bought a cocoa and donut for a homeless gent during a cold morning and given a woman a ride from the bus stop on a dreary rainy day. It is through these small random acts of kindness, that I do my best to make life bearable for everyone around me. Holding a door for someone going out, or letting someone merge into the lane, small acts of kindess help make life easier for everyone around. Being carried by my passion and the hopes that the niceties will be forwarded, I continue to do what I can for whomever I can... the least I can do to make life a little nicer for us all.<br /> <br /> As for music, Uncle John's Band is dancing through the air... a little Grateful Dead in honor of the upcoming Hallows Eve...</p><p class="blogCommentsContent">Posted by Scooterschik on 															 															 																Monday, October 15, 2007 at 																1:48 PM 															  															<br /></p></td> 														</tr> 													</tbody></table> 												</td> 											</tr> 											<tr class="commentSpacer"> 												<td colspan="3"><br /></td> 											</tr> 									</tbody></table> 								 							 								 									 								  								 									 									 									<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" id="blogComments-17"> 										 										 											<tbody><tr> 												<td><img width="10" height="1" border="0" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/clear.gif" /></td> 												<td class="blogCommentsProfile">&nbsp; 													<br /><img border="0" src="http://a467.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/45/s_77a7facd5ab68565e632d7b91909319a.jpg" /> 													 													 														<div align="center"><div class="DataPoint=OnlineNow;UserID=27537261;" id="UserDataNode17" style="width: 80px; height: 20px"><br /></div></div> 													 												</td> 												<td class="blogComments"> 													<table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" border="0"> 														<tbody><tr> 															<td class="blogComments"><p class="blogCommentsContent">Sorry for hogging the page everyone! I am so passionate about passion, can't leave...<br /> Lovely girl, I too picked up rubbish all my days, sometimes deliberately to show an exa