<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-746579113769531901</id><updated>2012-02-16T06:22:48.102-06:00</updated><category term='bike'/><category term='smiles'/><category term='joy'/><category term='love'/><title type='text'>A Day in the Life of Pooki</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeofpooki.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/746579113769531901/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeofpooki.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Pooki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17639087756407766006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9IBKesZScRQ/SHPiUbmLS0I/AAAAAAAAL-U/LOmv69qeBAk/S220/IMG_2645.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-746579113769531901.post-4678030262337560393</id><published>2011-12-05T14:43:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T12:06:26.856-06:00</updated><title type='text'>31 Days till the end of 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G1m_LId6EkY/Tt5SWZ8dxJI/AAAAAAAAUGQ/EvkVC3P4j4k/s1600/IMG_4258.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G1m_LId6EkY/Tt5SWZ8dxJI/AAAAAAAAUGQ/EvkVC3P4j4k/s320/IMG_4258.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is where it all begins... the beginning of the end... or so it would seem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here over the next 31 days I will be blogging about my experience of taking the challenge to build a better blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ProBlogger has created this challenge and I am ripe for it. I have been meaning to get my blog off the ground for some time now... but this... oh... this could just be what I need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you can check in with me over the next few weeks to see just how I am doing... and then you can visit the blog that I will be creating... it will be something quite different than this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for the first day... we were to come up with an elevator pitch for our blog.... Here is mine....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;Day 1 - Elevator Pitch-&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;The short version....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;How to Live a More Playful and Passionate Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;Tap into your Wildly Divine Nature&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;Ideas for a longer elevator pitch... I did not want to throw anything away... I never know what will inspire what so I have the baby and the bathwater... Just ideas... free flowing...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p2"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Discover how to live a more playful, passionate and Pookilicious life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Inspiring ideas for living a wildly creative and deliciously juicy life.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It is time to live a life of wildly creative expression and delicious juicy living.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;experience sensual playful luscious living......&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Coming together to support each other through community.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Providing resources for living a playful and passionate life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tap into the essence of your womanhood&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ignite the flame of passion&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Providing easy ideas for living a life filled with happiness, joy and laughter.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I help people find their happy button.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;truly enjoying every sip of the divine nectar.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Empowering women to express themselves in new playful ways.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Discover their true beauty.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Women to step into the divine feminine. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Assisting women in discovering their playful side&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How to fill more of your time with laughter and smiles.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Discover the deep passion that is beneath the surface.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Expression is our focus. Liberate you to express yourself&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Most exciting times in your life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;This is the time to really make something happen&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Delicious, Juicy Living&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Inviting to express....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Encourage, give permission, liberate....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="p2"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p2"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p2"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p2"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p2"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p2"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p2"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p2"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p2"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p2"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p2"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p2"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p2"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p2"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p2"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p2"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p2"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p2"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;Well, there you have it.... there is not lack of creativity there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="p1"&gt;Let me know what you think and if you have any suggestions... Would love to create a&amp;nbsp;dialogue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/746579113769531901-4678030262337560393?l=adayinthelifeofpooki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeofpooki.blogspot.com/feeds/4678030262337560393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=746579113769531901&amp;postID=4678030262337560393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/746579113769531901/posts/default/4678030262337560393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/746579113769531901/posts/default/4678030262337560393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeofpooki.blogspot.com/2011/12/31-days-till-end-of-2011.html' title='31 Days till the end of 2011'/><author><name>Pooki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17639087756407766006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9IBKesZScRQ/SHPiUbmLS0I/AAAAAAAAL-U/LOmv69qeBAk/S220/IMG_2645.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G1m_LId6EkY/Tt5SWZ8dxJI/AAAAAAAAUGQ/EvkVC3P4j4k/s72-c/IMG_4258.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-746579113769531901.post-8242176351476179730</id><published>2011-02-01T14:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T14:54:34.154-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking The Easy Way</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-lk2UIEHrf5M/TW6tc9Cm73I/AAAAAAAAUEU/4MYRCFZq3K4/s1600/IMG_2610.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-lk2UIEHrf5M/TW6tc9Cm73I/AAAAAAAAUEU/4MYRCFZq3K4/s320/IMG_2610.JPG" width="211" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It is the first day of February 2011... with January behind us... I can definitely attest to the fact that transformation is alive and well within my being...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2011 is going to be a very transformative year of self realization for many! It is time to wake up to the truth of your being! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are shifts happening all over the planet as well as in the collective consciousness. Even on a very personal level you may feel that things are changing on the inner plane of your experience. And the party is just getting started!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had one of those moments where you were faced with a situation and after you responded... you wished you had made another choice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we are navigating this human experience we find ourselves at times having to reframe our thinking. Sometimes we catch ourselves after it is too late... but the good news is... we are at least catching ourselves... Occasionally... as we move further down the path of spiritual transformation we may pause... and contemplate our response... taking the time to really look at what is happening in the present moment and becoming mindful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just yesterday I was faced with such a situation. I had already had a conversation all in my head and I thought I knew what I was going to say. However, when I sat down to talk it out... I was offered another suggestion... It was an “easy” suggestion... It was an “in this moment” suggestion... where my response was going to be a lengthy process that would involve many people and a lot of experts... taking weeks, maybe months to resolve...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first my ego was so attached to my “story”... but as I sat there silently... being the observer and really looking at what was being offered... I came to the conclusion that in this case the easy way was the best way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I don’t suggest that you always take the easy way... but there are times when it is the best thing to do. There will be times when we need to take a longer path because there are amazing lessons along the way and you won’t want to miss any of them... this was not the case in my situation and I was aware enough to realize it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn to be open to new ideas and flexible in your thinking. As you allow your mind to expand in what is possible for you, more and more opportunities will show up in your experience. You will be well on the way to understanding the limitlessness of your being and the awesome experiences that await as you move forward in your understanding of who you are and why you are here. This is when it really gets FUN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So once again... I am in awe of 2011 and all the gifts of transformation made manifest! I am overjoyed to be alive right now and so happy to share a part of my sacred journey with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would love to have you comment if you have something you would like to share. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until we meet again.... &lt;br /&gt;Outrageous Joy and Abundant Blessings!&lt;br /&gt;Live Agape!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pooki&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/746579113769531901-8242176351476179730?l=adayinthelifeofpooki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeofpooki.blogspot.com/feeds/8242176351476179730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=746579113769531901&amp;postID=8242176351476179730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/746579113769531901/posts/default/8242176351476179730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/746579113769531901/posts/default/8242176351476179730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeofpooki.blogspot.com/2011/03/taking-easy-way.html' title='Taking The Easy Way'/><author><name>Pooki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17639087756407766006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9IBKesZScRQ/SHPiUbmLS0I/AAAAAAAAL-U/LOmv69qeBAk/S220/IMG_2645.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-lk2UIEHrf5M/TW6tc9Cm73I/AAAAAAAAUEU/4MYRCFZq3K4/s72-c/IMG_2610.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-746579113769531901.post-4296122550036062069</id><published>2011-01-28T13:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T13:27:41.944-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Year... A New You?!</title><content type='html'>Ah! Here it is January 2011! What an incredible time to be alive. Can you feel it too? I am basking in this present moment ever thankful for the divine unfolding of my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9IBKesZScRQ/R4ULZ3BZDPI/AAAAAAAAHD4/2tj1kcq7Zyw/s512/IMG_7849.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9IBKesZScRQ/R4ULZ3BZDPI/AAAAAAAAHD4/2tj1kcq7Zyw/s320/IMG_7849.JPG" width="227" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This year is going to be a year of great transformation on the inner planes for many. You may be one of them. I know I am... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can already feel the shifting in my thoughts and attitudes about life. The subtle changes in my thinking and how I perceive my world all tell me that I am transforming in my inner world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sense that “All is Well” permeates my experience. In this now moment everything is provided for. There is nothing I need. I am perfectly positioned to manifest my wildly divine destiny. And I am so excited about that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is indeed a magnificent time to be alive. There are so many things happening on a energetic, vibrational plane that are having a profound effect on our bountiful earth and all it’s living things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Now is the time for great inner personal expansion&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that right now... you can transform your life in profound ways by starting with something as easy as daily meditation or journalling if you are not already doing so... Maybe you might want to focus on being unconditionally loving to yourself and others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about taking a course in developing your intuition or learning more about your chakras? Any of these personal gifts would be perfect for helping you to deepen your spiritual practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe within you there is a burning desire for something more, desiring a deeper realization of who you are and what your wildly divine destiny is. I don’t believe that we ever “make it”... I think that life is a sacred journey in which we are ever evolving into our greater yet to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my beloved Reverend Michael Beckwith would say, “We are always becoming more and never less of our true selves.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is there an area in your spiritual journey that you would like to deepen? How do you see yourself growing over the next year? Just take a few moments to reflect on what it is that would take you into deeper experiences and expressions of divine transformation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I welcome your thoughts. Leave me a comment below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;This is the year to focus on YOU! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Pooki&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/746579113769531901-4296122550036062069?l=adayinthelifeofpooki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeofpooki.blogspot.com/feeds/4296122550036062069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=746579113769531901&amp;postID=4296122550036062069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/746579113769531901/posts/default/4296122550036062069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/746579113769531901/posts/default/4296122550036062069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeofpooki.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-year-new-you.html' title='A New Year... A New You?!'/><author><name>Pooki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17639087756407766006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9IBKesZScRQ/SHPiUbmLS0I/AAAAAAAAL-U/LOmv69qeBAk/S220/IMG_2645.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9IBKesZScRQ/R4ULZ3BZDPI/AAAAAAAAHD4/2tj1kcq7Zyw/s72-c/IMG_7849.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-746579113769531901.post-4234572671394979020</id><published>2010-11-09T17:20:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T17:40:43.311-06:00</updated><title type='text'>7 Ways to Live a More Passionate &amp; Playful Life!</title><content type='html'>I invite you to download a free resource I just published called "&lt;b&gt;7 Ways to Live a More Passionate and Playful Life!&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a little sample of the types of ideas I will share in my upcoming book, called &lt;i&gt;101 Ways to Live a More Passionate and Playful Life&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just enter your name and email address below and I'll send you this 5-page PDF file right away ... for free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form action="https://www.mcssl.com/app/contactsave.asp" method="post" name="form1"&gt;&lt;input id="merchantid" name="merchantid" type="hidden" value="79866" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="copyarresponse" name="copyarresponse" type="hidden" value="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input name="ARThankyouURL" type="hidden" id="ARThankyouURL" value="http://www.pookilee.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="custom" name="custom" type="hidden" value="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="defaultar" name="defaultar" type="hidden" value="562696" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="allowmulti" name="allowmulti" type="hidden" value="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="visiblefields" name="visiblefields" type="hidden" value="Name,Email1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="requiredfields" name="requiredfields" type="hidden" value="Name,Email1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;       &lt;td&gt;Name&lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td&gt;&lt;input name="Name" size="40" type="text" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;       &lt;td&gt;Email&lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td&gt;&lt;input name="Email1" size="40" type="text" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr align="center"&gt;   &lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input name="cmdSubmit" type="Submit" value="Submit" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE: You must open and respond to a confirmation email to activate your submission, so be sure to enter an email address you use. Access to the free "7 Ways" file will be sent to you as soon as you confirm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every so often, I'll also send you a fresh idea, short video clip, or quick tip to remind you to have fun and live a more joyful and abundant life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outrageous Joy and Abundant Blessings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:-) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pooki&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/746579113769531901-4234572671394979020?l=adayinthelifeofpooki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeofpooki.blogspot.com/feeds/4234572671394979020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=746579113769531901&amp;postID=4234572671394979020' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/746579113769531901/posts/default/4234572671394979020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/746579113769531901/posts/default/4234572671394979020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeofpooki.blogspot.com/2010/11/7-ways-to-live-more-passionate-playful.html' title='7 Ways to Live a More Passionate &amp; Playful Life!'/><author><name>Pooki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17639087756407766006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9IBKesZScRQ/SHPiUbmLS0I/AAAAAAAAL-U/LOmv69qeBAk/S220/IMG_2645.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-746579113769531901.post-8037841942304758870</id><published>2010-08-25T14:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T14:16:00.879-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Could You Use a Pep Talk with Pooki?</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I Believe in YOU!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also believe you have within you all you need to live a more passionate and playful life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And isn't that what true happiness is all about anyway? Showing up in the world in a way that inspires you and gives your life meaning? Being a positive presence in the world and having fun while doing it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you may not be feeling that way now. Instead, you may feel that life is a struggle or that something is missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't beat yourself up about it. We've all been there -- including me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you need is a fresh perspective. A jolt of enthusiasm. Something that will wake you up to the Truth of who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Perhaps you need a Pep Talk with Pooki!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="0" hspace="4" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs069.ash2/36809_480788358311_647578311_6633141_4334423_n.jpg" vspace="18" width="390" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure how you found this page or how you know me. Maybe you followed a link from Facebook or a friend sent you here. Perhaps you've seen me out and about in St. Louis, where I live, or you've seen me direct the &lt;a href="http://www.GatewayToAgape.com/" target="_new"&gt;Gateway to Agape Choir&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's possible that our paths crossed before at the Agape International Spiritual Center in Los Angeles, or at an event presented by Michael Beckwith, Rickie Byars Beckwith, or Jack Canfield.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever brought you to this page, I'm glad you found it and -- mostly important -- I hope you discover yourself in the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A Pep Talk with Pooki session is ideal for anyone who is ...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Feeling stuck in a rut and looking for a way to get things moving.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Going through a life transition.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wondering where the joy and juiciness of life has gone.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;At a crossroads in their life.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Feeling good already about life but just wants to kick it up a notch.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My deepest desire is to ...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Give you the confidence to move forward toward your dreams.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Show you creative ways to more fully express the radiant being that you are.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Help you unleash the joy and vitality that is bubbling just under the surface.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"I used to hear a voice in my head that constantly asked, 'Who am I and what am I supposed to be doing with my life?' These nagging questions and thoughts wouldn't let me rest. I was confused and worried about everything. The old saying 'When the student is ready, the teacher will appear' came true for me with Pooki. I have her to thank for my new-found confidence and bold behavior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Without Pooki's insight into the 'real' me (the one I had forgotten about), I doubt I would have made the dramatic shifts to pursue my music career that I made at age 53. She helped me see and believe in the real me because Pooki 'gets it.' Her message came with a clarity and certainly that has stuck with me. I now realize the truth, and I now give myself permission to have fun again. What a concept!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="right" border="0" hspace="14" src="http://profile.ak.fbcdn.net/profile-ak-snc1/v224/1563/17/q732434703_5439.jpg" vspace="2" width="60" /&gt;"My deepest thanks to you, Pooki, for the real LOVE experience and healing I received as a result of my sessions with you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lisa Rose, www.LisaRoseSings.com&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe we all have the wisdom we need inside of us. But it often gets covered up by the drama we create and the stories we tell ourselves about our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Let me help you ...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Remember who you truly are.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Unlock and reclaim your innate inner wisdom.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Re-awaken the passionate and playful aspects of yourself that have been shut down for too long.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Create new, empowering stories about your life.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I'm not a therapist. And I don't think the role of "life coach" applies to me. What I can be for you, though, is a cheerleader. I'll be your biggest fan on the sideline, rooting for you as you grow, evolve and expand. I'll share the ways I've done that in my own life and give you potent ways to do it in yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make no mistake. It will take work and effort on your part. Because ultimately, I won't be giving you anything. I will simply be clearing away some of the clutter that has kept you from seeing the awesome Truth of who you already are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, it just takes a supportive and enthusiastic voice to shake things up, challenge you, laugh with you, and provide loving guidance as you discover your own inner power and joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="right" border="0" hspace="14" src="http://profile.ak.fbcdn.net/profile-ak-snc1/v22942/298/40/n647578311_7334.jpg" vspace="2" width="150" /&gt;I want you to be passionate, playful and happy. 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Your choice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/746579113769531901-8037841942304758870?l=adayinthelifeofpooki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeofpooki.blogspot.com/feeds/8037841942304758870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=746579113769531901&amp;postID=8037841942304758870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/746579113769531901/posts/default/8037841942304758870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/746579113769531901/posts/default/8037841942304758870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeofpooki.blogspot.com/2010/08/could-you-use-pep-talk-with-pooki.html' title='Could You Use a Pep Talk with Pooki?'/><author><name>Pooki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17639087756407766006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9IBKesZScRQ/SHPiUbmLS0I/AAAAAAAAL-U/LOmv69qeBAk/S220/IMG_2645.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-746579113769531901.post-4881323171346691323</id><published>2010-08-09T16:46:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T14:37:38.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Love in Action with a Smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9IBKesZScRQ/TGB_qm0n5fI/AAAAAAAAT5A/ILPgXw0lGlw/s1600/IMG_4736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9IBKesZScRQ/TGB_qm0n5fI/AAAAAAAAT5A/ILPgXw0lGlw/s320/IMG_4736.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503539114599245298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not long ago, I received a message from someone I had met briefly at a conference this past Winter. He is a beautiful soul with a big heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I share this message with you because it so beautifully affirms that which I wrote about in my last blog. In it I speak of the power of a smile... and this is love in action. Keep in mind that I only had brief encounters with this person having never met them before this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are going through challenges in your life, as you read my response.... feel free to feel that I am writing it to you. This is universal truth and is available to everyone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also... this is not the first time that I have received a letter of thanks like this... I have appeared in dreams and visions of people I barely knew... In each instance I was loving them and supporting them on their divine journey. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me this is what life is about... I am grateful for the love that others feel even when I am not present... So remember... your love lives on... and on... and on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy this sweet dialogue and feel free to comment.&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Hi Pooki---just want to let you know, I have been feeling very sad yesterday--- As I was going to bed-sad-I saw your face and GIANT smile and honestly, I felt much better!!!! So thanks for being YOU and being a friend! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beloved,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your words of love... It fills me with joy that I could comfort you in any way during this time of transformation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know that you are evolving into your greater yet to be and that Spirit is within you... Even though you may not know what is happening in this present moment... rest assured that you will move through this time and emerge on the other side with a greater sense of your own divinity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it is said often... and the reason is that we sometimes forget... but all things are happening for your good... and when we find ourselves in the low places... we understand that something incredible is taking place within the deepest aspect of our soul... and the day will come when we can rejoice in this part of the journey realizing the beauty in the sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let love flow through you... and to you in this time. Take time to feel the love of God and others supporting you on this journey. You are a beautiful gift from the very heart of God... and what you are experiencing right now is just the prelude to your own divinity being revealed on a grander level. Find comfort in knowing all is well... for truly... it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sending you love from the deepest part of my Godness... blessings dear one... and hugs to you too! : ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessing of love and divine light to you! Live Agape!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/746579113769531901-4881323171346691323?l=adayinthelifeofpooki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeofpooki.blogspot.com/feeds/4881323171346691323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=746579113769531901&amp;postID=4881323171346691323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/746579113769531901/posts/default/4881323171346691323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/746579113769531901/posts/default/4881323171346691323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeofpooki.blogspot.com/2010/08/love-in-action-with-smile.html' title='Love in Action with a Smile'/><author><name>Pooki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17639087756407766006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9IBKesZScRQ/SHPiUbmLS0I/AAAAAAAAL-U/LOmv69qeBAk/S220/IMG_2645.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9IBKesZScRQ/TGB_qm0n5fI/AAAAAAAAT5A/ILPgXw0lGlw/s72-c/IMG_4736.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-746579113769531901.post-8736455712000425567</id><published>2010-07-21T13:54:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T14:31:24.047-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bike'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smiles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Bike Ride of Transformation..... Yours or Mine...?</title><content type='html'>Bob and I have just arrived home from our 17 day vacation yesterday. We had a wonderful trip full of snow capped mountains, rushing rivers, meadows of wildflowers, alpine tundra, red rock expanses, ocean waves at our door with the breath of the sea gently kissing our skin... it was a delight to savor....and I have returned with a newly inspired vision for my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find myself becoming more aware of exactly how it is that I embrace the joy of living in every moment and finding new exciting ways in which I can share those insights with others....&lt;br /&gt;I think I may be onto something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I jumped on the scale today and was happy to find that over 17 days of eating some of the most glorious food on the planet, I had only gained 1.6 pounds.... Yay!!!! I have made a conscious decision to transform my life in many ways starting today....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as my diet goes... I am focusing on plant based vitamin packed nutrition, reducing the amount of processed food. I like the idea of a juice or shake in the morning... with a fresh colorful organic salad for my dinner. Also... I have intended to get up early, meditate and read... reflect... then hit the bike trail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I jumped out of bed... and put on my riding clothes... ready to hit the trail... It was 9... when I finally arrived at the park.... but it was sunny and there was a coolness in the air. The rain that was forecast the night before was no where to be seen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hopped onto my bike and began to ride. I decided to play the rehearsal CD for Friday to prepare myself for our rehearsal tonight. It has been almost 3 weeks since we sang with the choir... I love the choir... it is a sacred space in which my soul can fly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was riding... I found myself dancing to the music and directing an invisible choir. I love riding with no hands but this was something totally new... I was free and alive and all of my being was fully expressing joy! As I passed others, I acknowledged them...letting them know I saw them... and really what I was seeing was the beauty of who they were. Some would smile back, others wouldn’t and then there were some who could not even allow themselves to feel the slightest joy of a smile... being given or received . It was such a beautiful moment of connection.... all the smiles... all the people on the road to transformation.... whether  it was physical, mental, or spiritual... everyone was there because they were interested in doing something good for themselves.... you have to smile at that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An intense, immense sense of joy filled my being! I wondered how many people I had smiled at truly needed that little expression of joy in that moment? As I smiled at them... I told them without a word how beautiful they were.... I felt fully alive in love.... and I still smiled at those who could not find a smile within themselves to share with me. I still sent them love and a silent prayer... that they would find the source of their own joy within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things came... on this ride... a sense of playful joy.... Visions of the future... thoughts for the new experiences of "me". My life is changing and I feel the current of life coursing through my veins... moving through my heart with an undertow of deep transformation and unconditional love for all... I am so blessed.... and so grateful to be alive in God....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you find the same joy within your soul!&lt;br /&gt;Live Agape!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to leave a comment if you feel inspired..... : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/746579113769531901-8736455712000425567?l=adayinthelifeofpooki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeofpooki.blogspot.com/feeds/8736455712000425567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=746579113769531901&amp;postID=8736455712000425567' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/746579113769531901/posts/default/8736455712000425567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/746579113769531901/posts/default/8736455712000425567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeofpooki.blogspot.com/2010/07/bike-ride-of-transformation-yours-or.html' title='Bike Ride of Transformation..... Yours or Mine...?'/><author><name>Pooki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17639087756407766006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9IBKesZScRQ/SHPiUbmLS0I/AAAAAAAAL-U/LOmv69qeBAk/S220/IMG_2645.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-746579113769531901.post-8121699035246033186</id><published>2009-01-12T12:11:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T15:49:07.845-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We come to meditation not seeking to connect with the Divine but to become aware of our connection with the Divine and abide in that place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/746579113769531901-8121699035246033186?l=adayinthelifeofpooki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeofpooki.blogspot.com/feeds/8121699035246033186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=746579113769531901&amp;postID=8121699035246033186' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/746579113769531901/posts/default/8121699035246033186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/746579113769531901/posts/default/8121699035246033186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeofpooki.blogspot.com/2009/01/we-come-to-meditation-not-seeking-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Pooki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17639087756407766006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9IBKesZScRQ/SHPiUbmLS0I/AAAAAAAAL-U/LOmv69qeBAk/S220/IMG_2645.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-746579113769531901.post-779805984400690345</id><published>2009-01-09T23:41:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T00:16:19.231-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Energy of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;I am infused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;I am alive, pulsating vibrating&lt;br /&gt;with the energy of life&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;coursing through my very heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;I am infused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;I am alive, pulsating vibrating&lt;br /&gt;with the energy of life&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;coursing through my very heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;I am infused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;I am alive, pulsating vibrating&lt;br /&gt;with the energy of life&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;coursing through my very heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;I am alive....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/746579113769531901-779805984400690345?l=adayinthelifeofpooki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeofpooki.blogspot.com/feeds/779805984400690345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=746579113769531901&amp;postID=779805984400690345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/746579113769531901/posts/default/779805984400690345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/746579113769531901/posts/default/779805984400690345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeofpooki.blogspot.com/2009/01/now-what-what-now.html' title='Energy of Life'/><author><name>Pooki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17639087756407766006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9IBKesZScRQ/SHPiUbmLS0I/AAAAAAAAL-U/LOmv69qeBAk/S220/IMG_2645.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-746579113769531901.post-6299819612544840163</id><published>2009-01-08T22:59:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T23:21:18.061-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Heart of God...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am laid out.....Wide open......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Open heart...Heart transplant.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh Heart of God....Beating as my own.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh heart of God...Beating as my Om.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am so wide open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;My heart is full of joy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;and overflows with gratitude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gratitude for my Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am here now.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;In a state of unconditional forgiveness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Forgiving not only others, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Forgiving myself... A deep forgiveness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;As I drink from this sweet river I am cleansed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cleansed of my own judgment of others &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;as well as my judgment of self&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;In this moment I am purified&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;With each precious sip, I am purified&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love and compassion fills my being&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Streams of deep abiding love flow through my veins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Circulating within and without this Heart of God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;That which is mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh Heart of God, Beating as my Own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am Awakening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Awakening to my own true self&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;My own beauty and deliciousness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;That of the Wildly Divine Feminine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh Heart of God, Beating as my Own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh Heart of God, Beating as my Om.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/746579113769531901-6299819612544840163?l=adayinthelifeofpooki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeofpooki.blogspot.com/feeds/6299819612544840163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=746579113769531901&amp;postID=6299819612544840163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/746579113769531901/posts/default/6299819612544840163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/746579113769531901/posts/default/6299819612544840163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeofpooki.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-heart-of-god.html' title='Oh Heart of God...'/><author><name>Pooki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17639087756407766006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9IBKesZScRQ/SHPiUbmLS0I/AAAAAAAAL-U/LOmv69qeBAk/S220/IMG_2645.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-746579113769531901.post-2545345663369406419</id><published>2009-01-07T22:17:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T22:34:09.734-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Labels</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Labels are delusional. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;You cannot be labeled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Labels separate us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Differentiate us from the whole. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;You are labeless. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;You are the infinite ever present. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;You are.&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/746579113769531901-2545345663369406419?l=adayinthelifeofpooki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeofpooki.blogspot.com/feeds/2545345663369406419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=746579113769531901&amp;postID=2545345663369406419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/746579113769531901/posts/default/2545345663369406419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/746579113769531901/posts/default/2545345663369406419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeofpooki.blogspot.com/2009/01/labels.html' title='Labels'/><author><name>Pooki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17639087756407766006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9IBKesZScRQ/SHPiUbmLS0I/AAAAAAAAL-U/LOmv69qeBAk/S220/IMG_2645.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-746579113769531901.post-7096290378685987747</id><published>2009-01-06T16:55:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T00:12:15.616-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Joy!</title><content type='html'>Oh joy moves through me like the breath of spring,&lt;br /&gt;Oh love moves through me like a dancing butterfly,&lt;br /&gt;Oh peace moves through me like a moonlit ocean,&lt;br /&gt;Oh beauty moves through me like the tender scent of a rose,&lt;br /&gt;Oh life moves through me like the cry of a newborn,&lt;br /&gt;Oh silence moves through me as I see the face of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this present now moment I am born.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/746579113769531901-7096290378685987747?l=adayinthelifeofpooki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeofpooki.blogspot.com/feeds/7096290378685987747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=746579113769531901&amp;postID=7096290378685987747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/746579113769531901/posts/default/7096290378685987747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/746579113769531901/posts/default/7096290378685987747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeofpooki.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-joy.html' title='Oh Joy!'/><author><name>Pooki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17639087756407766006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9IBKesZScRQ/SHPiUbmLS0I/AAAAAAAAL-U/LOmv69qeBAk/S220/IMG_2645.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-746579113769531901.post-8410978273312031448</id><published>2009-01-02T14:53:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T16:32:53.302-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Year, A New Life</title><content type='html'>It is with great joy and gratitude that I enter into this new year. 2008 proved to be a very powerful year of self realization, surrender and divine inspiration. 2009 will soar on the wings of Spirit revealing the gifts and blessings of God, the all present, in each and every moment in each and every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I invite you to share this journey with me and pray that you will find inspiration and blessings within its words. May they penetrate your soul and heal your heart in such a way as you come to know your life as the very life of God, feeling the sweet embrace and eternal unconditional love of Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With deep love and joy,&lt;br /&gt;Pooki&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/746579113769531901-8410978273312031448?l=adayinthelifeofpooki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeofpooki.blogspot.com/feeds/8410978273312031448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=746579113769531901&amp;postID=8410978273312031448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/746579113769531901/posts/default/8410978273312031448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/746579113769531901/posts/default/8410978273312031448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeofpooki.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year-new-life.html' title='A New Year, A New Life'/><author><name>Pooki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17639087756407766006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9IBKesZScRQ/SHPiUbmLS0I/AAAAAAAAL-U/LOmv69qeBAk/S220/IMG_2645.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-746579113769531901.post-2175436431542448118</id><published>2008-07-19T09:21:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T13:10:02.977-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oscar</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I had the most heart warming experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although that is not how I felt about this opportunity in the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had attended our spiritual gathering last Sunday after singing there just the week before. Upon arrival I was greeted warmly by Lisa. She complimented my singing and said she was pleasantly surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been known to dance at "The Gathering"... hula, meditative movement and spontaneous outbursts  if the spirit really moves me.... but never sing... not until 2 years ago....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but that is another story....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Oscar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She mentioned a friend of hers...Oscar.... was having a 95&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday on Tuesday and it would be great if I could come over and do a little hula and "shake around a bit". He just came home from the hospital a couple of weeks ago where they thought he was going to die. He was doing better and Lisa wanted to give him a special birthday present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first response was.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;uuggghhhh&lt;/span&gt;.. "I don't know if I have the resources or the time to do that." In my mind I was saying.. Do I really want to do this? I have to find the music, dig out costumes that don't fit and haven't for 15 years now ( you get the idea). I'm old... He's older....&lt;br /&gt;After spending time with my grandmother at 90, I could appreciate his age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh did I mention... they are Orthodox Jews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this resistance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisa left me a message on Monday. I still was not sure what I was going to do. She left another message on Tuesday and by this time... I had decided I was not going to do it. I had spent many agonizing moments wrestling with this idea and I just didn't want to do it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on Wednesday I called Lisa and said I could do it Friday at 1 o'clock.&lt;br /&gt;Crazy, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was overjoyed. I was confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come Friday morning, I began my search for costume and music. To my surprise they were easily located and set aside, all with the exception of the "shake around a bit" music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Didn't have any &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Tahitian&lt;/span&gt; drumming. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I called Lisa to let her know. At first she seemed disappointed, somehow searching for a way to include this missing component."What no fast dancing everything will be slow?" When I explained to her that I have done hundreds of birthdays she felt at ease, secure in my ability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I pulled up Lisa was in the front yard looking at plants. She came to the car to offer me a hand. CD player in one hand and lei in the other, we quietly made our way up to the front door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fully donned in Aloha, grass skirt and a lei... I entered the living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing Oscar for the first time was surprising. He was beautiful. I smiled at him as I placed a flower lei around his neck and gave him a birthday kiss... and an invitation to "Go to Hawaii" with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I danced two of my favorite birthday hulas. It was such a joy to share my gift in this moment. I felt a strong part of my heritage moving through me. I felt my grandmother dance with me as my mother accompanied me musically on CD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oscar was radiant and alive. His skin was peachy and perfect. Barely a wrinkle graced his radiant face. His teeth were his own. His eyes were intensely bright sparked with the wisdom of the soul beneath.  I was enlivened just to be in his presence. He spoke clearly and his thoughts well formulated. As he spoke of dancing with Eva as a young man in Poland, his whole body became animated. When he smiled, his entire face became illuminated. He was an Angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was an unmistakable remarkable essence which  flowed from his being. I was amazed at his vitality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was beautiful. Very Beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;He glowed from the inside out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His wife, Eva, was endearing and VERY Jewish.... in only the most magnificent of ways. She herself was a fire-cracker of energy and life. Their love was reflected throughout their home with visual images of the family they created together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since that day I have spent time reflecting on how blessed I am to have been present in that moment. As I was giving I, was receiving a gift just as magnificent. I felt myself mesmerized by  the presence of this angel and of those around him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt at home there, I felt love there, I felt alive to life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still so blown away by this event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so Blessed. So Blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In small moments... I heard the voice of my Tutu... gone to the other side this past March&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/746579113769531901-2175436431542448118?l=adayinthelifeofpooki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeofpooki.blogspot.com/feeds/2175436431542448118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=746579113769531901&amp;postID=2175436431542448118' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/746579113769531901/posts/default/2175436431542448118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/746579113769531901/posts/default/2175436431542448118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeofpooki.blogspot.com/2008/07/oscar.html' title='Oscar'/><author><name>Pooki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17639087756407766006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9IBKesZScRQ/SHPiUbmLS0I/AAAAAAAAL-U/LOmv69qeBAk/S220/IMG_2645.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-746579113769531901.post-5656136967354153705</id><published>2008-07-11T03:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T20:41:57.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Divine Purpose of our Bodies (Part 2)</title><content type='html'>Here is something for you to think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we did not have a physical body how could we express love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We use our feet to bring us closer together, &lt;br /&gt;our arms to reach out and touch,&lt;br /&gt;our hands to gently embrace,&lt;br /&gt;our eyes to gaze upon each other,&lt;br /&gt;our lips to gently kiss another, &lt;br /&gt;our nose to capture ones essence,&lt;br /&gt;our ears to listen to tender spoken words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I delve into the truth of this thought I am amazed at how&lt;br /&gt;profoundly deep and simple it is.  And how it is perfect in every way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/746579113769531901-5656136967354153705?l=adayinthelifeofpooki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeofpooki.blogspot.com/feeds/5656136967354153705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=746579113769531901&amp;postID=5656136967354153705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/746579113769531901/posts/default/5656136967354153705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/746579113769531901/posts/default/5656136967354153705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeofpooki.blogspot.com/2008/07/divine-purpose-of-our-bodies-part-2.html' title='The Divine Purpose of our Bodies (Part 2)'/><author><name>Pooki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17639087756407766006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9IBKesZScRQ/SHPiUbmLS0I/AAAAAAAAL-U/LOmv69qeBAk/S220/IMG_2645.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-746579113769531901.post-823300006674143479</id><published>2008-07-08T15:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T15:40:23.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Divine Purpose of our Bodies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There is only one divine purpose for our  bodies and that is to express and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;receive&lt;/span&gt; love.  When we are in a constant state of giving and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;receiving&lt;/span&gt; love then we are in divine purpose. But how do we get there?  It's easy to say... but to be loving at all times can be quite challenging. Although I know and believe the truth of it I find that I am not always able to come from such a pure intended state of love.  I have decided that there are some things I should not love.  But why have I decided such a thing and who benefits from it and in what way?  Would it not be better to be in a constant state of love and then you would never have to second &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;guess&lt;/span&gt; your actions.  They would all be based on love.  Would this not be lovely?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/746579113769531901-823300006674143479?l=adayinthelifeofpooki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adayinthelifeofpooki.blogspot.com/feeds/823300006674143479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=746579113769531901&amp;postID=823300006674143479' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/746579113769531901/posts/default/823300006674143479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/746579113769531901/posts/default/823300006674143479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adayinthelifeofpooki.blogspot.com/2008/07/divine-purpose-of-our-bodies.html' title='The Divine Purpose of our Bodies'/><author><name>Pooki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17639087756407766006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9IBKesZScRQ/SHPiUbmLS0I/AAAAAAAAL-U/LOmv69qeBAk/S220/IMG_2645.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
