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									Solstice Dec 2019 - What I&#039;m experiencing now; what&#039;s on my heart...				            </title>
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                        <pubDate>Sat, 14 Dec 2019 14:51:28 +0000</pubDate>
                        <description><![CDATA[The days leading up to this Solstice and these 2019 holidays have been intense for me and very full. Sometimes it seems that I cannot remember the simplest of words and ideas because there i...]]></description>
                        <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The days leading up to this Solstice and these 2019 holidays have been intense for me and very full. Sometimes it seems that I cannot remember the simplest of words and ideas because there is so much to be aware of and I can't sort it all out quickly. My edges of wounding and judgment have been very visible within me; yet I find myself speaking calmly, often with a smile while old uncomfortable habits are staring me in the face.</p><p>Barbara Hubbard's words, "Our crisis is a birth" often come to me as though I'm feeling the birth, uncertain of whether I'm the mother or the baby.</p><p>Last night I remembered that love is the answer. It's so cliche, but there was the transition: I was filled with the problems, and someone helped me remember that I was loved. I shifted from problem-focused to love-focused.</p><p>How many times have I learned this? How many times must I remember in order to build a better pathway through my neural networks?</p><p>As I write, I'm filled with a re-commitment not to forget again. And I feel some new strength that this is so: I am loved. I am love. I love.</p><p>Realizing as I feel into this forum, the GOD*Mother Field of caring is real...</p><p>With immense gratitude, Jeanie</p>]]></content:encoded>
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