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  <title>what matters most is how well you walk through the fire</title>
  <subtitle>Scheherazade is my patron saint.</subtitle>
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    <name>Scheherazade is my patron saint.</name>
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    <title>San Antonio, April 2011</title>
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    <title>a_kosmos @ 2011-02-24T02:15:00</title>
    <published>2011-02-24T08:15:36Z</published>
    <updated>2011-02-24T08:15:36Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>the Tudors</lj:music>
    <content type="html">February 24, 2011&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 51);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tricycle Daily Dharma&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;p style="font-size: 14pt; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;Open Your Heart&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p&gt;Life is a good teacher and a good friend. Things are always in  transition, if we could only realize it. Nothing ever sums itself up in  the way that we like to dream about. The off-center, in-between state is  an ideal situation, a situation in which we don&amp;rsquo;t get caught and we can  open our hearts and minds beyond limit. It&amp;rsquo;s a very tender,  nonaggressive, open-ended state of affairs.&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p&gt;Pema Ch&amp;ouml;dr&amp;ouml;n, &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://r20.rs6.net/tn.jsp?llr=hyngqmcab&amp;amp;et=1104539178346&amp;amp;s=37322&amp;amp;e=001oxqoqMuP9lMl9cyCX-wyIZrw3hpXfFxS0SmZA-4S8glClKX9fEqrpHwaEPlVXeHeLOFuX6ZjgsEfmYC4SGbB07XL2WyRMvbjBbZIdcFDFBmu0aEJ7aKfDpfiKkMGX3fPvwcwpYVy3oNwPxyryDztIE_lM9NjLD_dF4-tJh1sHdQ=" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&amp;quot;Stay with Your Broken Heart&amp;quot;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>from today's Poem-a-Day email</title>
    <published>2010-11-15T04:22:42Z</published>
    <updated>2010-11-15T04:22:42Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;                 &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(207, 101, 0);"&gt;Continuities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  					by &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.poets.org/poet.php/prmPID/126?utm_source=poemaday_111310&amp;amp;utm_medium=newsletter&amp;amp;utm_campaign=content&amp;amp;utm_term=poemaday_whitman" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Walt Whitman&lt;/a&gt; 		         		                 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;(From a talk I had lately with a German spiritualist)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Nothing is ever really lost, or can be lost,&lt;br /&gt; No birth, identity, form&amp;mdash;no object of the world.&lt;br /&gt; Nor life, nor force, nor any visible thing;&lt;br /&gt; Appearance must not foil, nor shifted sphere confuse thy brain.&lt;br /&gt; Ample are time and space&amp;mdash;ample the fields of Nature.&lt;br /&gt; The body, sluggish, aged, cold&amp;mdash;the embers left from earlier fires,&lt;br /&gt; The light in the eye grown dim, shall duly flame again;&lt;br /&gt; The sun now low in the west rises for mornings and for noons continual;&lt;br /&gt; To frozen clods ever the spring's invisible law returns,&lt;br /&gt; With grass and flowers and summer fruits and corn.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>a_kosmos @ 2010-10-29T00:21:00</title>
    <published>2010-10-29T05:21:14Z</published>
    <updated>2010-10-29T05:21:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Reposted from &lt;span  class="ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     "  data-ljuser="manifestress" lj:user="manifestress" &gt;&lt;a href="https://manifestress.livejournal.com/profile/"  target="_self"  class="i-ljuser-profile" &gt;&lt;img  class="i-ljuser-userhead"  src="https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&amp;v=924" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://manifestress.livejournal.com/" class="i-ljuser-username"   target="_self"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;manifestress&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wouldn't worry nearly as much about what others thought of us if we recognize how seldom they do. &lt;br /&gt; -~ Paulo Coelho</content>
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