tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3248092453639299612024-02-19T09:14:49.381-08:00Be Yourself, Brilliantly BeautifulKMcGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17486542204540526264noreply@blogger.comBlogger38125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324809245363929961.post-90078381074298412212011-12-16T12:37:00.000-08:002011-12-16T12:37:57.285-08:00stop...start<div style="text-align: center;">-stop spending time with the wrong people</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>become the person you want to hang out with</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;">-stop running from your problems</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>become clear </i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;">-stop lying to yourself</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>become honest with yourself </i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;">-stop putting your own needs on the back burner</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>realize you are the most important person in your life</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;">-stop trying to be someone you're not</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>you are essential, be yourself</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;">-stop trying to hold onto the past</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>let it GO</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;">-stop being scared to make a mistake</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>make a mistake, learn </i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;">-stop trying to buy happiness</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>passion, joy, laughter, all free</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;">-stop being idle</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>take action</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;">-stop thinking your not ready</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>you are right here and right now Ready, take that first step</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;">-stop rejecting new relationships just because old ones didn't work</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>now is the time </i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;">-stop complaining and feeling sorry for yourself</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>who wants to hear someone who has a case of the "WHAwhaWha's"</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;">-stop holding grudges<br />
<b><i>let it go</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;">-stop wasting time explaining yourself to others<br />
<b><i>let who you are speak louder than your words</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;">-stop overlooking the beauty of small moments<br />
<b><i>take a moment and look around right now, beauty is alive all around you</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;">-stop tyring to make things perfect<br />
<b><i>if it's not broken, why fix it?</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;">-stop following the path of least resistance<br />
<b><i>leap</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;">-stop trying to be everything to everyone<br />
<b><i>you already are</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;">-stop worrying<br />
<b><i>remove the worry with the truth </i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;">-stop focusing on what you don't want to happen<br />
<b><i>focus on the desire, the 'want' to happen </i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;">-stop being ungrateful<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">xoxo</div><div style="text-align: center;">KnM</div>KMcGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17486542204540526264noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324809245363929961.post-27708963802385545182011-12-09T11:06:00.000-08:002011-12-09T11:06:11.985-08:00This is serious business people, seriouslySerious Business to me is the fact I have been so outrageously busy I have not been able to keep up with Jones'.....not even the Kardashians. It has been a whirlwind of crazy newness all around me and as my life.<br />
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I started to claim my desire, my wants, my needs, my hopes, and dreams around my birthday in September. I created a list of 31 things that I wanted to create in my 31st year, and hot damn, I am halfway there. What a trip. And some were ridiculous requests...gas prices to go down for example, and let me tell you, saving 35 cents per gallon is a huge blessing. It happened fast and i like it.<br />
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I started a new career in October. And i am really really stoked for what is revealing itself to me through this new path. I started working with some of the most amazingly genuine, creative people I have ever met, and I have met some people in my short time. These peeps inspire me everyday to be greater, to be more and more myself. To never fall into the shadow but explode into the light. It is humbling. It is what I have been looking for, and I know I am getting ready to launch into another epic adventure.<br />
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I am also creeping on a year in Southern California. I don't know what I think about this. It seems time has been a very intense and very fast. There are days I just can't stop smiling because of the joy and brilliance of my life here, and some days I cry myself to sleep because I ache for Portland. I miss the smell of the fresh rain, the laughter of my friends as we celebrate at the Horse Brass, the music in my ears from a show at Crystal Ballroom, the feel of a used book from Powell's, tator tots, independent thinkers, shades of green, bridges, my sister, my beloveds. I am everyday grateful for the life I led in P-Town, and even the shitty days were good days.<br />
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Life here is good. I have shaped into a better person, a greater woman, a more intense driver, and have fallen in love with a small group of extraordinary people. I am deeply in love with my family from another clan (there is no rhyme for this statement, usually i would write sista from anotha mista, or brotha from anotha motha, but the Murray's truly are my family from another Clan! that's truth!)<br />
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Life is just different. and with the difference you realize what you didn't like about the previous and what you miss. The feeling in my heart these past few days has been a deep sense of 'missing.' I have everything I need in my life, I am just missing people, places, and things. I need to hug my mom and dad soon. I need to toast my sisters. I need to laugh with B. I need to walk a trail with Traci. I need to cook an epic meal and drink deliciousness with Jenn and Jeremie. I need to meet up with Valerie and discuss the next big adventure. I need to watch Dexter with Erin, Rob and Brody. I need to watch hockey with Hawker. MNF with Murr and Roberto. I need to randomly fall in love. these are just a few of my favorite things. And the truth is, it is at my fingertips.<br />
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This past year has been moments upon moments of treasuring people in my life. I FUCKING LOVE my friends and family. if you don't feel my love for you, I am sorry, but this is a public announcement that I LOVE YOU. you make me tick. you make me want to be greater in the world. you make me taste the deliciousness of the world. if it wasn't for you, who would i be? really?<br />
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Being the person I am, and the way i operate i need a list. A new list of my next 31 things, 31 flavors for the next few months to set my life up for more enriching and 'off the hook' experiences....here i go<br />
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1. MORE NEW MUSIC, i am in love with music, and i am in need of some new tunes.<br />
2. new clothes, or new to me, wowsa I'm not in the land of layers anymore, time to adjust accordingly.<br />
3. trip to Washington and Oregon. (i claim right here and right now i will be in Portland by February!!!)<br />
4. tattoo continuation<br />
5. communication with friends<br />
6. forgiveness<br />
7. action towards independent living<br />
8. passport<br />
9. be purposeful in my choices<br />
10. engage my artistic nature<br />
11. create a new smell, patchouli might be retiring<br />
12. self care<br />
13. receive the gifts people want to give me<br />
14. spend more time in silence<br />
15. have more faith in my life<br />
16. allow the lessons to be easy and allow for the lessons to be fun<br />
17. except the fact i am greater than i beleive myself to be<br />
18. become more vulnerable<br />
19. read a book<br />
20. listen<br />
21. realize when to shut up<br />
22. allow others to be whatever they need to be, do whatever they need to do<br />
23. spend more time with people that worth my time<br />
24. create a rad understanding of what is next<br />
25. wake up refreshed, renewed, and ready<br />
26. open up<br />
27. step up my game<br />
28. become active in creating a world that works for veryone<br />
29. let go<br />
30. be remarkable<br />
31. be myself<br />
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feels good to be clear........ peace to you......and remember I FUCKING LOVE YOU<br />
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KnMKMcGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17486542204540526264noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324809245363929961.post-51997935567516576892011-09-02T13:16:00.000-07:002011-09-02T13:16:02.435-07:00Deep Thoughts by K-DawgThe formula for a grand summer is to conclude the season with a celebration. To look back at the last 3 months and celebrate the successes, the creativity, the travels, the manifestation of spring seeds, and reflect on the new faces residing in your life. the excitement of what was, excitement of what is, and excitement of what is to be.<br />
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And as we step into the fall, the month of September especially, I notice that I am placing my thoughts into remembering and acknowledging life more than any other season. I turn 31 this month, a day that makes me so grateful for my family, the love and support of my parents, the brilliance of my friends. <br />
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The trees becoming vibrant in color, seeds are being planted to create another crop of deliciousness.<br />
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I have two couples in my life, with every one being super important in my life, that are celebrating their wedding anniversary on my birthday. It gives me permission to celebrate the love, the union, and the example of pure commitment. These 2 couples are inspiring and I am consistently and constantly inspired by who they are in the world and who they all are in my world. And a wack-a-doo coincidence. Many blessings and love to these remarkable peeps.<br />
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The anniversary of 9/11/01. 10 years. First of all, time went insanely fast. Secondly, I am not acknowledging this day as a day of terrorism, not even for a moment. It was an alarm in my life, an alarm in my world. To awaken from the dream of ignorance of global matters, and become educated on what really is happening on the global platform. Saddened by the event, for sure, no question, I am also pissed off that we as individuals, communities, governments, as global citizens spend more time looking at the problem and not at the solution. What can we do to start healing, what can we do to start educating the cool kids growing up today, 9/11 being an event that happened as they were still playing with Barbies, My little Pony's and having scheduled naps. How do we educate this generation in knowing that attacks and war are NOT the norm, especially when thats all they experienced thus far in life.......so my request is we shift. Create a new today, Heal the past so we can start living for today.<br />
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1. to have the most epic, creative, fun, joyful, job that allows me to be me, and I am able to inspire the masses.</div>
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2. a few live shows that are worth my time</div>
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3. daily belly laughing</div>
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4. a trip to portlandia</div>
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5. a McGuirk 5 reunion</div>
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6. Gas Prices to reduce significantly</div>
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7. complete integrity and authenticity</div>
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8. camping on the beach</div>
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9. wake up every morning with purpose and passion</div>
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11. delicious cup of coffee with a delicious conversation</div>
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12. for my life to reveal its beauty and brilliance as me, through me. </div>
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13. to forgive myself for the past, all of the past, and to begin to create a culture of compassion and creativity as a norm in all i do. </div>
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14. to fall deeply, madly in love with people. the ones in my life now and the ones that will soon be entering it.</div>
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15. sushi, a lot of sushi</div>
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16. to not be defensive and fear conversations. to understand that every interaction in my life is a blessing. That truly everyone is conspiring on my behalf for a richer, healthier, loving life. </div>
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17. to plant a tree for Sam in my parents new yard</div>
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19. to become an oxygen lover, and have a new sense of American Spirit. </div>
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20. become a local</div>
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21. have all different crews meet and create a larger crew</div>
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22. tattoo extension</div>
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23. allow the gifts to flow in my life. I am ready to receive.</div>
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24. pair of orange TOMS....its time i become hip</div>
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25. passport</div>
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26. space to entertain, create, cook, laugh</div>
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27. be a witness to my friends dreams come true, and in return allow them to witness mine. </div>
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29. become involved with 2012 campaign, focusing primarily on the new voters</div>
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30. bills paid on time, and have a rhythm </div>
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KMcGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17486542204540526264noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324809245363929961.post-51297660532421190762011-07-29T15:17:00.000-07:002011-07-29T15:17:26.470-07:00shifting into new gearsit has been a trip these last few weeks. the days melting and merging into one another. i have traveled across 4 states, thousands of miles, camping in the mountains for 9 days and now headed out on another adventure Sunday for yet again another week. Seems it has been a fun filled summer, and that is true, it is however been exhausting. Pouring energy into adventures that have given me more reason to be alone. to focus on my life, my needs, my life.<br />
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A year ago I would have jumped on any chance to have endless adventures and would have expressed endless excitement for exploring the world around me. Now these days all i want is, normalcy.<br />
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Normalcy for me would be routine. Work. Play. Friends. Family. Laughter. My day to be filled with what needs to be done, getting it done, and the joys of surprise wiggled in. I would have a sense of being busy and feeling delighted every night with what i accomplished.<br />
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Boredom doesn't work for me, and routine can create a sense of boredom, so I re-define my definition. I want to be creatively challenged. To feel inspired with what I do, and knowing what i am doing inspires not just others but ME. I want to get out in the world feeling purpose driven and creatively inspired.<br />
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<b>This is what I am about. This is how I want my life to be seen by others. This is my mantra, the song of my heart. </b><br />
<i>-be on purpose with everything you do. </i><br />
<i>-forgive yourself for being hurtful, careless towards others and especially yourself. no need to change the people around you, focus on you. </i><br />
<i>-call a friend or make it a point to reach out when your having a dark night of the soul</i><br />
<i>-surround yourself with people that 'have your back' kinda love </i><br />
<i>-trust yourself, that is the only validation needed </i><br />
<i>-ask for help</i><br />
<i>-laugh out loud</i><br />
<i>-be vulnerable </i><br />
<i>-make new friends but keep the old....no one is silver or gold, we just are.</i><br />
<i>-realize that we have no expiration date. It is a constant reality that you have this moment, this moment alone. </i><br />
<b>This is my to be list, formally my to do list.</b><br />
<i>-i am loving, living, and thriving.</i><br />
<i>-i have an amazingly delicious job, being myself, creative and brilliant</i><br />
<i>-i love being with my friends that lift me up, support me, and respect me, and I am the mirror </i><br />
<i>-"got your back" love is a norm</i><br />
<i>-seeing my mom and dad and my beautiful sisters at least 4 times a year. </i><br />
<i>-living in a place that is creative, inspiring, spacious, and welcoming</i><br />
<i>-always taking care of my needs and heart</i><br />
<i>-come from a place of compassion, knowing nothing is broken, so nothing needs to be fixed.</i><br />
<i>-greet every morning with a HUGE thank you and falling asleep in a grateful way.</i><br />
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And so it is, and so i let it be, and so it is.<br />
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be good to you today, and while your at it, be good to you everyday.<br />
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</i>KMcGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17486542204540526264noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324809245363929961.post-67677739737663368502011-06-23T10:16:00.000-07:002011-06-23T10:16:02.421-07:00a Kristin fortune cookie for you<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQMZ_HGxowN5y3IYaWFbS3S-KuwnEFGViS6EsrT71mmJYcM-VugwQe0CyLOg3kAV8xuUelLLS4LHXzDpi0zyuDbYRN2gbt1rJMQ04TdLHrf03Yv02AmXJc3M7IuBt0biSjaKRcFceEoHA/s1600/IMG_3151.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQMZ_HGxowN5y3IYaWFbS3S-KuwnEFGViS6EsrT71mmJYcM-VugwQe0CyLOg3kAV8xuUelLLS4LHXzDpi0zyuDbYRN2gbt1rJMQ04TdLHrf03Yv02AmXJc3M7IuBt0biSjaKRcFceEoHA/s320/IMG_3151.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: url(http://assets.tumblr.com/images/input_bg.gif); background-origin: initial; background-position: 50% 0%; background-repeat: repeat no-repeat; color: black; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 1.4; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 12px; margin-right: 12px; margin-top: 8px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">remembering that no matter where i am, no matter how I feel, no matter if i believe there is not enough for me, i can be reminded it is all bullshit. I am here on purpose. you are here on purpose, and we get to choooooose to be in love!<br />
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good day of love to you<br />
KnM</div>KMcGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17486542204540526264noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324809245363929961.post-34529073896926922282011-06-22T12:00:00.000-07:002011-06-22T12:00:05.233-07:00check inbeen awhile.<br />
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</div><div>had so much to say and yet, so little. I am happy, in a calm, serene way. Some days i want to crawl in a ball and be alone, surrendering into my day, and being quiet in my joy. Other days I want to groove like a soul train dancer, laughing a massive belly laugh and engaging with whomever I can.<br />
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<b>the soundtrack</b> has changed more than i could have imagined. live music serves my soul more than anything else, It always has been where i find myself to be most alive, most happy. and instead of stadiums or clubs, i am enjoying music in living rooms and cafes. connecting with the music, the people, the environment on a first name basis. High fives and side hugs. Connecting and contact sharing. It's as if I was made to network, who knew?<br />
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<b>the people </b>have become silhouettes of people I once had cups or pints of life with. the qualities of the crew in my life has shifted from friends of my youth growing into peeps that i will have in my future. i am creating a posse, a crew, an entourage of absolute potential. And I'm being mirrored in every conversation, called to be a greater better me, and above all i am being loved unconditionally.<br />
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<b>the lesson </b>has been amazing. no matter where i go, there i am. the 'everythings' of life are always present and that is incredible and interesting to take a bite out of. my parents will still be my parents, all issues and love will always be until they change. my sisters will always be my sisters. available and willing, loving and compassionate.<br />
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<b>the brilliance </b>when i got it, i GOT it. and what a Got that was and is that i Got, hahah.<br />
---Some people only know how to say Yes, they live from a place of Yes. Always wanting to serve. Then there are people that don't know how to HEAR no. They expect to always get and have and hear what they want with minimal compromise, and massive manipulation. SO i am here to hear what needs to be heard and be clear when I say yes or when i need to say no.<br />
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so i am discovering my passionate truth, and so far so good.<br />
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KnM<br />
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</div>KMcGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17486542204540526264noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324809245363929961.post-15332588104807800862011-06-11T10:41:00.000-07:002011-06-11T10:41:10.641-07:00Location! Location!! Location!!!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOW-OH7vDfkQu5awFxu-AkyN3PsGnE9ymYPmQjDg6GmKWnJARVaYmHo0BxUvG5rWGJCT_fqKMki-EoneonOUjkBeoCNMRJdnwBH590VHtDk_Wj_5u7Vq-h27vS1CazKE9xFc1NRA5-y5k/s1600/IMG_1901.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOW-OH7vDfkQu5awFxu-AkyN3PsGnE9ymYPmQjDg6GmKWnJARVaYmHo0BxUvG5rWGJCT_fqKMki-EoneonOUjkBeoCNMRJdnwBH590VHtDk_Wj_5u7Vq-h27vS1CazKE9xFc1NRA5-y5k/s320/IMG_1901.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">doesn't matter where i am, or where you are. we are, where we are, and it's perfect!!!-KnM</div>KMcGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17486542204540526264noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324809245363929961.post-46849801377388830262011-05-20T14:30:00.000-07:002011-05-20T14:30:04.301-07:00Life's Fonduedays and weeks have melted into a big heaping bowl of processed cheese fondue. the kind that sticks to the pot, the roof of your mouth, and never seems to keep its heat. I'm dipping possibilities into processes. seems the desire i have for sustenance is not giving me much substance. or maybe substance for sustenance. either way I am experiencing a feeling that I am all to familiar with. Emotions and feelings that i wish to experience as a memory.<br />
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a dark day of the soul, nothing to worry about, or concern myself with. These are the days that lead to absolute Light and Discovery. These are the moments that I will look back on and be grateful that I had the courage to be real with myself and feel what needs to be felt. Sometimes the fear, lack, disappointment shows up in our life so we can get clear on what we really want. I change that statement....Its not sometimes its all the time. All experiences give us the absolute clarity to see what we can have, create, embody. Seems i have put on my foggy goggles today.<br />
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so what to do now?<br />
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be quiet...unplug...listen...and allow the glory of this life reveal itself to me. laugh...feel...cry...and allow the true essence of who I am become more alive. create...evaluate...demonstrate... and allow the brilliance that I am wake the F up. call...text...update...and allow it all to be from and for Love.<br />
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this is my blah blah blah blog for the day.....<br />
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maybe its time to find a new fondue recipe?<br />
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keep dipping<br />
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KnMKMcGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17486542204540526264noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324809245363929961.post-1145561907356185262011-05-18T13:31:00.000-07:002011-05-18T13:31:30.035-07:00hungry<div style="text-align: center;">hungry for...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">1. attention</div><div style="text-align: center;">2. love</div><div style="text-align: center;">3. food</div><div style="text-align: center;">4. friendship</div><div style="text-align: center;">5. interaction</div><div style="text-align: center;">6. communication</div><div style="text-align: center;">7. compassion</div><div style="text-align: center;">8. gratitude</div><div style="text-align: center;">9. rhythm</div><div style="text-align: center;">10. sass</div><div style="text-align: center;">11. surprises</div><div style="text-align: center;">12. flirting</div><div style="text-align: center;">13. conversation</div><div style="text-align: center;">14. excitement</div><div style="text-align: center;">15. satisfaction</div><div style="text-align: center;">16. fulfillment</div><div style="text-align: center;">17. music</div><div style="text-align: center;">18. laughter</div><div style="text-align: center;">19. creativity</div><div style="text-align: center;">20. results</div><div style="text-align: center;">21. release</div><div style="text-align: center;">22. forgiveness</div><div style="text-align: center;">23. healing</div><div style="text-align: center;">24. education</div><div style="text-align: center;">25. purpose</div><div style="text-align: center;">26. abundance</div><div style="text-align: center;">27. massage</div><div style="text-align: center;">28. prosperity</div><div style="text-align: center;">29. beauty</div><div style="text-align: center;">30. family</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Is what I'm hungry for available as a combo? am i hungry because I feel empty? experiencing gluttony?</div><div style="text-align: center;">or is it what I have, so desiring it makes sense because i Know it's available?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">we all feel hunger, physically, mentally, spiritually....the pains can cause us to become cranky, loopy, low energy, silly, intolerable.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">my mission- Feed My Soul....Feed My Mind....Feed My Body.....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">starting to feel full</div><div style="text-align: center;">KnM</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div>KMcGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17486542204540526264noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324809245363929961.post-8391097269338666022011-05-16T18:55:00.000-07:002011-05-16T20:36:45.061-07:00what if....<div style="text-align: center;">what if you won the lottery today, what would you do first? who would you call first?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">what if you ran into your favorite musician in the post office, what would you say?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">what if you happened upon a lost earring, how would you feel?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">what if you fell in love, deeper than ever before, with the perfect person tonight?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">what if you are forgiven for all your mistakes of the past?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">what if no one ever made an assumption about you, your life, your feelings?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">what if you had the most amazing singing voice?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">what if you could cook a meal that would have your fellow patrons at the table praise your talent?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">what if you could travel anywhere you wanted, whenever you wanted? where would you go?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">what if you started that business you have been dreaming of?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">what if you smiled and they smiled back?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">what if you never needed to know the answers to the questions?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">what if you woke every morning kissing life right on the mouth?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">what if you made things happen just by thinking they would?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">what if you forgave yourself?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">what if you asked another how they were, and you cared about the answer?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">what if you were healthy?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">what if you had discovered a genie in a bottle, and you were granted 3 wishes?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">what if you were loved no matter what?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">what if your heart didn't feel pain anymore?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">what if you sang your heart out at karaoke night?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">what if you could have no fears?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">what if you allowed good to happen?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">what if ....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">living in the question </div><div style="text-align: center;">KnM</div>KMcGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17486542204540526264noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324809245363929961.post-51830599869790456352011-05-01T15:25:00.000-07:002011-05-01T15:25:02.955-07:00Coming May 2011meanwhile back at the ranch, she realized she was just as important and just as cool, with better style on occasion, and makes heads turn when she enters a room, creating curious thoughts of people all around. "is she wearing that?" "is that........?!?" "i know her...I knew her when..."<br />
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while driving people slow down to check her out, check her wheels out, possible take a moment to grab her attention. once you see her car, you could never forget it.<br />
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a sex icon, no. a political figure, no. a spiritual guru, no. something more promising, something that can't be put into words. She is an individual. her status in the world is mind boggling and mind bending. almost as if it makes no sense, and yet makes all the sense in the world.<br />
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she is one that knows music before the radio stations get hold of it, manipulating the ears of friends to listen, love and jam to. She always makes her way to the front row, connecting with the band and making her presence known.<br />
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she ponders life, philosophizes the whats, how's, why's behind the universe, and how her existence is essential. She also makes sure all who come across her path know there essential existence as well. She will tell you how beautiful you are. And how you make a difference in the world.<br />
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Her laugh, contagious. a trixter at heart and one who always enjoys the giggle and the laughter of the crowd...even if its a crowd of one.<br />
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She loves people and connecting with as many as possible. She falls in love as much as possible, daily. Falling in love with people makes sense to her. Always finding a way to make her love known....and it comes from a place of the heart, not the biological clock. Feeling the human connection is essential to her existance.<br />
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She is a sister.....through and through. Adores her family, and the add on's she has made in her life. <br />
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She occasionally spends moments in fear and self doubt. Knowing she can always be more, do more, be better and greater....When she needs 'quiet' time, this tends to be what she is thinking about. She is giving so much and when she fills empty, remind her of her brilliance. As she will always remind you of who you are<br />
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She is a wordsmith. Never educated in a way most have been. She learns from her experience of the world, and from conversations. Her classroom is our universe.<br />
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She has an appetite for beauty. Forgetting to eat because she is obsessed with discovering ways to appreciate the beauty all around her. She looks at a person and will compliment them, rarely feeling embarrassed by the bold move.<br />
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Loves exploring all 5 senses. Making the connection of her life with others. Formulating a master plan for the smell, taste, feel, look, and sound of life to join forces to nurture the growth that is demanding to be cared for.<br />
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She is who we all are....a child of the universe. Discovering everyday in every way how to be a greater participant on the soil.<br />
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how is she different from the president (both have a birth certificate)? how is she different from your favorite celebrity? your neighbor? your boss? your mother? your pope?<br />
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living in this world all at the same time, reflecting what she sees in the world is a reflection of who you are being in the world. she is a master, as you are a master. she is global citizen, as you are. she has made mistakes, as you have made mistakes. she has loved, and loves, as you have.<br />
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Get ready world... she is becoming clear on her next move, her greatest creation yet, she will inspire you, illuminate you, and above all Call You to be a greater creator in your own life.<br />
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KnMKMcGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17486542204540526264noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324809245363929961.post-29902857811190823772011-04-27T14:25:00.000-07:002011-04-27T14:25:13.807-07:00sleeping just to wake up<b>i woke up this morning feeling a Friday sense of freedom. smelt clean, clear, crisp, my three favorite c words. birds chirping and dancing in the sky above me. chickens laughing and cackling with one another. ducks learning and canoodling in the water. flowers bloomed with pride and colorful delight. </b><br />
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<b>then i realized it is Wednesday...and yet who cares really? it is another day. another day that i have. that you have. another chapter for the book we are writing. i have no idea what the day has in store for me, i do know <u>i don't have to Tolerate the day</u>, I can fall deeply madly in love with it, I can dance with it.</b><br />
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<b>interactions with people can cause us to be inspired and supported, defeated and scared. Many times all in the same conversation. </b><br />
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<b>conversations with ourselves can lead to lists of victory and success, failure and have-to's. </b><br />
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<b>the first thought when we awake is an indication of what we brew on during sleep.....the amazing lessons learned when we allow the mind to quiet and allow the brilliance flow in the most magnificent way/ways ever. falling asleep at night with things unsaid, embraces not felt, and especially falling into slumber with a hint of anger formulates unsettling thoughts in the subconscious, and it becomes alive in the dream world. </b><br />
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<b>remember dreaming as a child? dreaming was so delicious. it seemed to always be so vibrant and creative. dreams of flying and playing. waking up was so easy, deciding to start the day by running into our parents room and loving them, waking them up to be apart of the day with you, creating lists of projects that involved playing in the sprinklers, digging holes, hiding and seeking, eating with our hands, getting dirty, throwing, catching.....so so good. </b><br />
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Today i am feeling the loss in a deep deep way. A loss that I never anticipated, never imagined. A loss of Sam, my 19 year old brother from another mother, whom passed away in a sudden, unbelievable way on April 5. Being in southern California for the last 3 months gave me the gift of seeing, loving, experiencing life with Sam everyday, and allowed for him and i to cultivate, participate, and share the dreams and desires we had for our lives. he shared with me how he saw my life unfolding. what will be next for my life. how excited he was to watch my brilliance explode. Sam saw me, really saw me. Never questioned my motives, my passions, my desires. he lifted me up by supporting my thoughts and ideas. He was a cheerleader for the paths we are all walking.<br />
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Since the passing of Sam in the physical form I have entered into a role that I am surprised I could handle. I became a gate keeper, a body guard for the family. Holding the high watch for the feelings to be felt, memories to be remembered. I stepped right into a role of service to the Murray family, and by serving the family, I was being served. I learned the value of listening to my heart, and trusting what was 'mine' to do. I was gifted the 'job' of being an archway to the outside world. It was overwhelming at times, joyful, and above all I felt Sam was my guide on this new path. <br />
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I nicknamed Sam "Samsonite" years ago. His brother Joe always told me Sam hated nicknames but Samsonite he loved. I never understood why I called him that. Now i get it. he is reliable, dependable, durable, and top shelf quality. Always has been always will be.<br />
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The path from this point is foggy to me. I feel I was placed here, at this house, with this family, at this exact time, at the perfect point in all our lives. Sam was known for saying "everything happens for a reason" yep, I couldn't agree more. And now I continue to trust the process...knowing I am here on purpose. Here on this planet, in physical form, on purpose.<br />
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Some things for me to remember and remind myself, as I/we are experiencing this next chapter. The following are some Sam'ism's<br />
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1. feel the feelings to heal<br />
2. Every moment is a treasure, a gift, we have no idea our expiration date<br />
3. seeds of possibility were planted within me...it is now my job to water and nurture the growth<br />
4. play in the dirt<br />
5. eat locally and seasonally<br />
6. be remarkable at being yourself<br />
7. cherish everyone you have in your life, have no fear in sharing your love with them, hug your loves<br />
8. if you want to learn something new, do it. google how, you tube it, every resource is available to us....literally at our finger tips<br />
9. laugh out loud...have your joy be contagious<br />
10. every thing we do impacts others. make responsible, conscious, beneficial choices. Let our grandchildren be grateful for our caring of this planet.<br />
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Awe the thoughts are flowing. i am delighted with the time i did have with brother Sam. I have no regrets, or anger. I have memories of laughter, playing, adventures, playing music, cooking with one another, creating new catch phrases. Life is in session. Sam is all around, that I know is truth.<br />
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I won't let you down brother. I will be the greatest me i can be, and more. I love you Samsonite, always, in all ways.<br />
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</div><div>---i am looking at my life experience with new eyes, new lenses, and i am learning to adjust the goggles when needed. i have shifted the view i have on most everything. I am surprised daily by my commitment to this planet and the people on it. I always loved the world, if you know me, you know this to be true, but now i see newness in my love. I am noticing the changes and the re commitment i have to myself as well. In order to make a ripple in the world i have to start with me. Being mindful of my thoughts and the words i use, but also the things i am physically bringing into my body. I never invested to much thought into what i am placing into my body and the nutrition of what we plant inside ourselves (foodie speaking). in the past i would eat what tasted good to me. And for the most part the goodness i was tasting was completely bogus. It was processed and no longer close to being what i needed to sustain healthy living. I was conditioned to just ingest what seemed to be delicious. And what I have realized is I never gave food the power it deserved in my life. I was never conscious of what i was eating, and believe it or not, If i was eating. I always have preferred the drink over the sustenance. A coffee instead of an apple. That was the way I lived, it made sense for some bizarre reason. </div><div><br />
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</div><div>---the weather, oh the weather. the change in the climate alone will change a person. I have always been a layered girl, one who throws layers upon layers of fabric on my body and topped with a delightful scarf, that is how i saw my fashion, and I think it worked for me. And that's just it, it WORKED for me, past tense. I am now reinventing the joys of fashion. Wearing skirts without leggings, showing my forearms to the sun and leaving the cardigan at home, and when the sun starts to set, the delicious scarves come alive. </div><div><br />
</div><div>i have never seen a tan on my skin before. I have seen and dealt with the pains of a sunburn, as we all have, but to have a brown glow upon your skin, wow, who knew it would make you feel so different. I always thought my sister Micah was the one with all the freckles, ha. connect the dots sister, I'm rocking the Irish glow.<br />
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</div><div>---another joy that has been so incredible to me is the relationships that are forming. Having a hand full of people that i know here was the most nerve wracking of the move. I love my friends in Portland. and that was the hardest thing to 'let go' of. Yet the journey south has let me to surrender into relationships. I am so grateful that facebook for example letting me stay connected to those in my life that i am not willing to let go of. The relationships i have had for years upon years have changed for sure, not being in the same city does that, and it also allows for new peeps to come into your life that you would never have had. </div><div><br />
</div><div>the greatest surprise is finding a deep love for my cousin and who he is in the world. he is a talented and brilliant man, and cultivating a friendship with him has been a gift. I am always so amazed on how we can let family be just a lingering experience in our lives. never really working on making something more beautiful and loving, limiting the time we put into the people in our lives that by blood are placed in our lives on purpose. creating a fun, vibrant friendship with John has been such a grand lesson. I am beyond stoked that he is here and that he is not only a cousin, he is a my brother from another mother. </div><div><br />
</div><div>i am pretty judgmental of people when i first meet them, it is a major flaw of mine. I tend to find things that are 'wrong' with them so i don't have to let them into my guarded life, and one day probably have to be vulnerable. WTF. that is so not the game i want to play anymore. I love people and love connection, i love laughing, and experiencing life. for so long this has confused me...i am such a people person, yet i make it so people don't want to be around me, silly silly girl. lesson learned.<br />
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the many thoughts that occur in a my mind can be a full time job. sifting through the thoughts i want to keep and the thoughts that need to be deleted forever, makes me know i am on the edge of infinite possibilities. We are all simply amazing beings, yes? formulating the strength to carry on from moment to moment, feeling empowered within yourself to make yourself live the life you want. imagine if you could be free of the fears and simply be the surfer of your own life. i commit to that for my life now, surfing the ocean of life.<br />
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i finally am at peace for once in my life. the pains of the past have forgiven and let go of, and i am happy to be present, thinking of who and how i am now, right now. the future is there, just like the past. Change is the only constant, and i am always changing as are you, as are we, as is the world. There is no need to be bitter or cranky about it. Fucking accept it. Once you accept it, the changes become comfortable and delicious, vibrant and beautiful. i am responsible for me, and who i am. i am responsible for my thoughts and feelings, my joys and fears, my laughter and tears. I am fully capable of hiding under a rock, or in a cave becoming a hermit, i just know that doesn't serve me anymore. I am also fully capable of living the life i dreamed of as a kid, or the life i am dreaming of now!!<br />
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I'm a Wheel- Wilco</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;">3. Rough Around the Edges- Teitur</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;">4. Colder Months- Alpha Rev</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;">5. And The Boys- Angus and Julia Stone</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;">6. Long Road to Forgiveness- Brett Dennen</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;">7. Three Hours- Nick Drake</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;">8. Thistle and Weeds- Mumford and Sons</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;">9. Dream Team- Michael Franti and Spearhead (must be Live)</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;">10.Your Song- Elton John</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;">11. Last Living Souls- Gorillaz</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;">12. One Leap- Joshua Radin</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;">13. 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My mind is seeing pure potential. Creating a masterpiece. Mountains popping, colors beaming. Words dancing upon the page. Possibly an anthem, a constitution, a poem for the masses.<br />
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If i start with a pencil, it gives me permission to take my creation back, and start again.<br />
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If i use a pen, I have to trust there is enough ink to follow through, and will it be the right color?<br />
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</i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"><i>And I'm in a good place. I've paced myself pretty well. I'm 30, I've seen some cool stuff. I made a lot of stuff happen for</i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"><i> myself</i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"><i>. I made a lot of stuff happen</i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"><i> </i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><i>for</i></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"><i> </i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><i>myself</i></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"><i>. That's a really cool sentence when you're in your 20s, right? "I made it happen for myself." But all that means is that I've just somehow or another found a way to synthesize love. Or synthesize soothing. You can't get that, and what I'm saying is I've messed with all the approaches except for one, and it's gonna sound really corny, but that's just love.</i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"><i> </i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><i>That's just love. </i></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"><i><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"><b>This is a excerpt from one the most amazing, brilliant, inspiring people of my generation. He speaks with such heart and eloquence, speaks from a place that is personal for him and is not willing to allow people around him to control his path. </b></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"><b>Has he made mistakes, yes! Has he embarrassed himself, yes! Has he failed, yes! Does everyone love and respect him, No! Has he had best friends that have left him after he moved onto a new life, yes! Does his parents and siblings still love and support him no matter the choices and shenanigans he may get into, yes! Has he mastered his talent, yes! Has he made a difference in the world, yes! Has he allowed the world around him to bring him down, make up a story about who and what he is? No!! </b></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"><b>His words speak to me. They feel as if they are my own. The above statement he makes is my new mantra....my newness in action. It is mine to say thank you for the previous life I lived, so I say it, I write it, THANK YOU..and enter into a state of 'I Got Your Back Love." It is my turn world....my turn to rock the boat and make an off the hook statement. The question is, are you ready for the Kristin? Kristin is ready for it!!!!</b></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"><b>Many times in a day we may day dream of the 'what if's' and the reality you are living the what if's. Last night, One of my most favorite friends Jami said to me "Everything you have done in life has brought you to this very moment!" To hear that makes it more real. i have absolutely brought myself to this very moment in time. Everything in my life is a complete result of the choices and actions I took. Now I get to make new choices. And sometimes i choose D. All of the Above!</b></span><br />
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I planted seeds of change, shift, newness, readiness, and willingness. Planted the seeds into a fertile soil, awaiting to nurture the growth and shift of life. The soil is new, mingling with a tad from the past to help it mature into soil for future seeds.<br />
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What I forgot was watering this new garden of intention with Patience. To allow the seedlings to grow in their right time.<br />
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I carried on, I lived my life, seeing the world unfold around me with deep amazement. Standing, and in most cases sitting, watching the president speak to the United States at his 2 year mark. And yet I watched his country ridicule and criticize. People making accusations and assumptions. Yelling disappointments and anger. Criticizing a man that is doing by far more than I could at this juncture in my life. He is taking some steps to cleaning up, weeding and clearing out the 'things' that have not worked for us as a government and country.<br />
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And so I choose to be patient. I choose not be fired up with pissosity, but to be fueled by the power of change. I choose to let the fertile soil nurture the seeds of intention that the leader of the <b>country I live in </b>can grow in a healthier way, a way we have never grown before. And for that i am honored to be a supporter of Barry.<br />
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I am not at all trying to be on a high horse. I am asking myself the same questions, and I am asking in a deep way. <br />
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This is not at all about Politics , it is about living the life we can live, everyone of us. Supporting one another in a world that can really work for everyone. Maybe I am just naive, but I do have FAITH that this is possible.<br />
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It is said that "thoughts become things," well if that is true let's pay more attention to the thoughts as they linger in the 8 pound mass in our head. Pay attention to the thoughts that we form into sentences and spit out of our mouths so freely. The words are manifesting into action.......that has shown to be scary business sometimes yes?<br />
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So my challenge to you, my challenge to myself. Let's grow a community garden together. Planting seeds of change, abundance, love, joy, laughter, etc. and nurture the growth of brilliant possibility. Watering the garden with patience and beauty. And holding one another accountable to clearing the weeds out. Being supportive of one another to manifest a reality that is delicious for all.<br />
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In all aspects of life, it takes time and focus. If you desire world peace, and you completely indulge yourself in an anti-war state of beingness you are creating more opportunity for the world to give you WAR. start to focus on being Pro-Peace. Being peaceful in your car, during rush hour, as that driver just flipped you off for not letting you in your lane because he didn't have his turn signal on. Be at peace when your life delivers a new reality, when you assumed you were headed one way, and you were pushed another way. Be at peace when your friends shift into different people and you are reinventing your 'group.' The truth is be at peace when you are shifting into a new person and the old ways, friends, way of life no longer serve you. be Pro-Peace.KMcGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17486542204540526264noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324809245363929961.post-90414963307394560202011-01-13T20:25:00.000-08:002011-01-13T20:25:56.282-08:00newness<div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;">The new year has begun and that means a newness for all. I traveled 1,072 with 2 men, and everything I own, packed in a tetris like configuration in my beloved Element. It was by far one of the most nerve awakening, spirit liberating, and life freeing experiences of my life. If i would have had another box, paper, or person to fit, the masterful journey would be less than absolute perfection. Which is how I choose to look at the upcoming year in my life. I choose to have the right people, the right things, the right to have freedom to live the life I need and want. </div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"><br />
</div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;">Leaving Portland was one of the most incredible experiences i have ever had. Portland embodied so much of who I am and what I desired in life, and leaving only will provide the one missing experience…..the experience that is none of my business. </div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"><br />
</div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;">The journey down I-5 was liberating. watching the sky change so drastically --rain--fog--more fog--and then to land in a place where all i see is blue skies, smell of salt water and a refreshing sense of newness. This is good. To be in a willingness for newness and a readiness to start the next book in the life of Kristin. Pretty Rad my friends.<br />
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I am looking forward to sharing the nextness and the newness. I am deeply grateful for the path I have taken.....the one behind me, the one in front of me, and the path I am standing on.<br />
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</div><div><i>Dear Citizens of the World,</i></div><div><i><br />
</i></div><div><i>as another year comes to a close, reflection on the experiences that occurred in our lives this past year begins. A year that had some feelings of fear, disgust, and depression...on the other hand a year filled with promise, rejoice, and serenity. </i></div><div><i><br />
</i></div><div><i>I personally experienced the spectrum of emotion. From work security, love loss, friends marrying, babies being born, tattoos, live music, heart break, depression, celebration, turning 30, moving.......And at the conclusion of every experience, the same 'awakening' occurred. The same feeling resides within me. The absolute overwhelming expression of who I really am, who I really want to be, who people really see me as, is waking up. I am ready to live the life i have been so scared to live. I am ready. And in all the experiences we have in the world, in our world, in our day to day lives, <b>the truth is we are all given what we can handle</b>, word? WORD!!</i></div><div><i><br />
</i></div><div><i>My holiday wish to the world, and Santa is listening!!!</i></div><div><i><br />
</i></div><div><i>1. For us to start looking at one another in the eyes, even a simple glance, connect with the people around you.</i></div><div><i>2. That we Give of your time to the people, organizations, churches, mediation groups, shelters, whatever it is that, That inspires you. The places that place that good feeling in your belly.</i></div><div><i>3. Having a moment everyday where you bless the other parts of the world. However you feel comfortable in doing that, just do it. reading these words is privilege, that means you have a computer or iPhone, or fancy technology...where in other parts of the world the focus is clean drinking water. </i></div><div><i>4. For every woman, man, and child to be able to look in the mirror and see the beauty that they are! </i></div><div><i>5. For children to be safe. In their homes, communities, schools, playgrounds, and in their own minds and hearts.</i></div><div><i>6. That the nations of the world let go of "who you love". the focus is a celebration of saying YES to <b>love</b>. </i></div><div><i>7. Learn to Forgive. </i><br />
<i>8. We only buy what is needed</i></div><div><i>9. See one another as brothers and sisters, not enemies. Creating a world that works for everyone!</i><br />
<i>10. May everyone in the world be able to smile because something so good is happening in their lives. </i><br />
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</div><div><i>This is my holiday wish. I smile at the blue sky, the green trees, and embrace the pure beauty that is all around us.</i><br />
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<i>Be You!!!</i><br />
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24 days to release.<br />
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24 days to categorize.<br />
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24 days to pack.<br />
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24 days to be. present.KMcGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17486542204540526264noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324809245363929961.post-29409825629823839672010-11-25T13:02:00.000-08:002010-11-25T13:02:48.931-08:00KristinismThis day is always such a bizarre day to watch from afar. The shoppers prior to the feast. The cars piled up on the freeway. The matching of scarves and mittens on everyone old and young. Newspapers open, corner to corner, displaying the 'extreme' sales and deals for the day no called "black Friday." A break in the work week. Remarkable shift in music, a station that plays 50% solid goodness shifts into 10% of tolerable tunes.<br />
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</div><div>It is a shift. A day in which the world transfixes upon a Holiday Season of twinkle lights and Bad Sweaters. Overspending and Gluttony. </div><div><br />
</div><div>And then another shift happens, a shift of how we, how I, can view the entrance gate of the Holiday Season. In the past I have experienced a sense of obligation to spend for no apparent reason. i have felt the need to have a red cup in my hand as i walk the mall. It has always felt as if I was in a rush to get all this 'stuff' done and really I was missing the point all along!<br />
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The reason I am writing my thoughts is because I was reminded. I was reminded by my body instantly reacting to past experiences as I woke. And then I simply thought of this past year in my life and ways that the year has shifted me and how i shifted it.<br />
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I am Thankful in ways i have never been before. I wake and praise the sun that warms my face. kiss the moon goodnight. I cherish the hours spent with my sisters, my friends, and days with myself.<br />
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I am Thankful for the music i hear playing in my ears. The laughter of a child. The Colors in the garden and in the sky. the words I am writing. the pen that forms a remarkable design and now is permanently placed on my skin.<br />
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The shift was <b>I woke up</b>. I am not rushing anymore. <b>I have chosen to live the day, not race to to get to the end of it. Living in the moment.</b><br />
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The days from now until Christmas present a challenge for us all (no pun intended). Will we soak in the beauty of the winter? the hibernation of our soul? Or simply be unconscious to it all, and fall back into the ways we have 'done' it before. falling back into a old habit------Leaf that for the Fall :)<br />
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My 10 Things i am Grateful for This day and Everyday<br />
1. laughter, above all this makes me alive in ways only the vibration in my chest can bring.<br />
2. family, the relationship i have cultivated with my mother, father and sisters serves my life more than i could ever have imagined. they are, and always will be fully employed as Life's cheer leading squad.<br />
3. my boy crew, to have been the girl in the midst of these men continues to blow my mind away.<br />
4. love, falling in Love as much as possible with whomever and whatever...so good.<br />
5. creativity<br />
6. friends, the nectar of life is found in my love affairs with everyone that i cherish and call a friend.<br />
7. adventures, being in the question and creating a memory to lean into<br />
8. collaboration, with fashion, people, organizations, ideas- the collaboration of brilliance creates beauty<br />
9. music, holy mother of all that is good, hahahah, music is where it is at for me. the gift of the performer sparks the gift within me that i am just beginning to unwrap.<br />
10. being myself<br />
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So on this day I thank you for reading this, being an active participant on this planet, being remarkable, alive, and simply being the one that someone will fall in love with this day!<br />
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Be Yourself!<br />
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KnM</div>KMcGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17486542204540526264noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324809245363929961.post-51355219812240440752010-11-15T10:12:00.000-08:002010-11-15T10:19:47.549-08:00InterviewToday the rain washes the streets. The paths are fading into one another, forming new paths. The past creeps in as I begin to focus on the newness of this life I live. What are the things that I have done right? What are the things that I have done wrong? These questions cause a special conversation in my head. Becoming deeper and deeper involved in the what ifs and the why not's.<br />
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In all aspects of life, with everyone you meet, new and old. When you are alone, or in the midst of the crowd, the same 'thing' is occurring. You are constantly and continuously asking questions. Every conversation is an interview. We are interviewing one another based upon what we have been taught, and also to gain more information on the perception of the person we are engaged with, including ourselves. We then formulate publication of the interview. Our brains filled with magazine racks. Filled with all the interviews of the past and the present. From the flight attendant to our grandma on our mothers side. Interviews for years.<br />
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Whats the basis? Whats the point? why do we focus on hearing the answers? What is our business?<br />
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<b>Is the answer in the answer, or is it in the question? Or is the answer in the experience of living the question?</b><br />
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Why do I want to learn more about you from questions? If the only you I have access to is the one right here and right now? The experience gives me grounding on who you are, not the answer to the question "whats your favorite ice cream?"<br />
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I have published many many interviews about every person I have met. From the people I met as a child to the people I meet day to day now. I am learning that i don't want the answers any longer. I want the feelings and the experiences. i want the surprise of learning that your ice cream flav is cookies and cream. Walking into every moment anew.<br />
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KnMKMcGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17486542204540526264noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324809245363929961.post-747737363124581172010-11-03T12:29:00.000-07:002010-11-03T12:29:31.972-07:00I-5 South<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">I am soon moving to a place I never for a moment believed I would live. Southern California. A place where I believed to be filled with silicone, tanning salons, and characters walking the streets trying to look like the cool cats of the time before (Marilyn Monroe, Elvis). As a younger teen, I believed this place to be a wonderland of artificial intelligence, a place for failure to come alive, as one in a million are the successful. it was always a cool place to visit, because i knew I would soon go back home to my life in Colorado or Oregon. </div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">When the crazy idea appeared for me to move to So Cal, it tasted a bit different than before. it was sweeter. it was matured. the idea brewed and aged into a remarkable reality. the 'this's' and the 'thats' all started to fall into place and it made and makes complete sense for me to shift into a California residence. The idea of conforming into an artificial lifestyle is a complete lie. i am not conforming, I am shifting into a greater me, right? that's the truth for any new adventure, right? that's the reality of everyday, for everyone, right?</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">I find myself 'pro'ing and con'ing'. And the results are hysterical. the cons are silly, and have nothing to do with my current address, or future address, it has to do with a fear I might not find the friends , the hippest coffee shop, the local beer, and that my favorite things will somehow leave me. My music can't divorce me. My best friend of 20 years will still call me. My sisters will still laugh with me, even if we are farther away. Its just a change in scenery. And i still find myself pondering the greatest question us humans deal with....."Will they like me?"</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">Taking a leap is essential to know who you are. taking life by the hand and escorting it down the yellow brick road. I am ready. and in the move, i will discover one thing above all, i am human. This is the time. this is the place. and for those that are supporting me, thank you. </div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">I traded Aspen trees in for Dogwoods, now i trade in for the Palm tree. </div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
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</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">The wizard has nothing on me,</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">KnM</div>KMcGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17486542204540526264noreply@blogger.com2