<?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-7118617456242095746</id><updated>2011-11-27T15:16:20.799-08:00</updated><category term='taylyn'/><category term='kaiser'/><category term='haiti'/><category term='workshops'/><category term='redeemers club'/><category term='Dao'/><category term='linda diane taylor'/><category term='earth'/><category term='black'/><category term='yemaya'/><category term='web'/><category term='clown'/><category term='amgen'/><category term='new'/><category term='art'/><category term='dancing with life'/><category term='commission'/><category term='feng-shui'/><category term='kitty'/><category term='mary'/><category term='artist'/><category term='lance armstrong'/><category term='teacher'/><category term='lady of the lake'/><category term='spider'/><category term='santeria'/><category term='top'/><category term='anger'/><category term='abbotsford'/><category term='dinner at home'/><category term='gabor szilasi'/><category term='mother'/><category term='celebration'/><category term='original'/><category term='Taoism'/><category term='celtic'/><category term='nemue'/><category term='claude tousignant'/><category term='pastel'/><category term='silence'/><category term='gurdian totem'/><category term='oil'/><category term='walking'/><category term='singing'/><category term='andre forcier'/><category term='pet portraits'/><category term='fine art'/><category term='fog'/><category term='constance dangelis'/><category term='tom sherman'/><category term='HeartMath'/><category term='governor general award'/><category term='drum'/><category term='maternity'/><category term='dream'/><category term='international'/><category term='virgin'/><category term='four directions'/><category term='obatala'/><category term='sandor Meszaros'/><category term='ringette'/><category term='mesgana dancers'/><category term='mysticism'/><category term='water goddess'/><category term='medicine wheel'/><category term='davis'/><category term='cat'/><category term='chakra'/><category term='painting'/><category term='taylyns'/><category term='tabby'/><category term='cat thunder'/><category term='acapella'/><category term='yemaja'/><category term='best'/><category term='santa cruz'/><category term='tour of california 2009'/><category term='coeff.org'/><category term='number one'/><category term='Levi Leipheimer'/><category term='tie'/><category term='pagen'/><category term='keds'/><category term='animal portraits'/><category term='lionsgate'/><category term='wiccan'/><category term='rainbow'/><category term='victoria park'/><category term='gaia'/><category term='wwu'/><category term='tshirt'/><category term='science of mind'/><category term='olympics'/><category term='rita letendre'/><category term='buster wilson.  jonathan livingston seagull'/><category term='portrait'/><category term='menno pauls'/><category term='women&apos;s'/><category term='jason mraz'/><category term='telethon'/><category term='matt morris'/><category term='saskia'/><category term='Tom Peterson'/><category term='seven laws of peaceful solutiolns'/><category term='stage 2'/><category term='canada'/><category term='BLS'/><category term='the gathering of the eagles'/><category term='raven'/><category term='women'/><category term='subconscious'/><category term='telepathy'/><category term='symptoms'/><category term='crow ken lord.  aly kahn'/><category term='hallelujah'/><category term='northwest coast'/><category term='visionary'/><category term='personal'/><category term='kd lang'/><category term='Kate VoegeleI'/><category term='bear'/><category term='ritual'/><category term='shamanic'/><category term='emmylou harris'/><category term='paintings'/><category term='bikers'/><category term='lions international'/><category term='taylynarts'/><category term='CPR'/><category term='western washington university'/><category term='aly kahn'/><category term='blue rock shoot'/><category term='day'/><category term='linda diane'/><category term='inner peace'/><category term='robert davidson'/><category term='leonard cohen'/><category term='Saskia Davis'/><category term='Tao'/><category term='nurses'/><category term='madonna'/><category term='us'/><category term='original oil'/><category term='hockey'/><category term='kispiox'/><category term='sentient'/><category term='symptoms of inner peace'/><category term='washington'/><category term='singer'/><category term='Jeff buckley'/><category term='vancouver'/><category term='handpainted'/><category term='godsmacked'/><title type='text'>Linda Diane Taylor - Professional Artist</title><subtitle type='html'>Animal Portraits: Extremely life like pet and wildlife portraits painted in pastel, ink, watercolor on fine art paper or a more impressionist painting in oil or acrylic on canvas. Specializing in commissioned paintings of your favourite dog,cat or wild animal from photographs.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>195</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-9036076100553146369</id><published>2011-11-20T07:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T07:56:40.702-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pet portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='linda diane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animal portraits'/><title type='text'>Pastel Portraits - Cat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://goo.gl/photos/L0eeVhLWv6" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ukm6lWCCDqY/TskfMv0njMI/AAAAAAAAEQE/qXVpLed6ty0/s512/DSC04694.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Pastel &amp;amp; Ink on Fine Art Paper  8 x 10 (Value 125.00)&lt;br /&gt;
This painting was donated to WeSnip - a non profit providing low cost spay and neuter programs,&lt;br /&gt;
If you have a kitty you would like rendered in pastels or in oils&lt;br /&gt;
Send photos of your Kitty or other pet or animal to &lt;a href="mailto:lindadianetaylor@gmail.com"&gt;lindadianetaylor@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-9036076100553146369?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9036076100553146369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2011/11/pastel-portraits-cat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/9036076100553146369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/9036076100553146369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2011/11/pastel-portraits-cat.html' title='Pastel Portraits - Cat'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ukm6lWCCDqY/TskfMv0njMI/AAAAAAAAEQE/qXVpLed6ty0/s72-c/DSC04694.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-5709440069783435125</id><published>2011-11-20T06:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T06:53:02.670-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wwu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acapella'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='western washington university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='painting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='linda diane taylor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lions international'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kitty'/><title type='text'>Oil on Canvas - Singing Kitty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://goo.gl/photos/jJQc28xdUU" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-M67at5u9pQM/TskNk9fPdAI/AAAAAAAAEPg/CTIOa9DHUJw/s512/Singing%252520Kitty.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="gphoto-photocaption-caption"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oil on Canvas 11x14 &lt;br /&gt;
308.00  &lt;br /&gt;
Framed in Wood Frame &lt;br /&gt;
Singing Kitty &lt;br /&gt;
Linda Diane Taylor 2011&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="gphoto-photocaption-caption"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;While listening to the Western Washington University A'capella Group this painting of the singing kitty emerged.&amp;nbsp; Fun to paint.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="gphoto-photocaption-caption"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Promoting the Arts has been great fun!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-5709440069783435125?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5709440069783435125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2011/11/oil-on-canvas-singing-kitty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/5709440069783435125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/5709440069783435125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2011/11/oil-on-canvas-singing-kitty.html' title='Oil on Canvas - Singing Kitty'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-M67at5u9pQM/TskNk9fPdAI/AAAAAAAAEPg/CTIOa9DHUJw/s72-c/Singing%252520Kitty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-373181345546181044</id><published>2011-09-09T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T09:54:39.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Raven &amp; the Sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-myOxs_77gzM/TmpEsNpYh0I/AAAAAAAAEMA/0cUwNdP_qOc/s1600/Raven+%2526+the+Sun.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-myOxs_77gzM/TmpEsNpYh0I/AAAAAAAAEMA/0cUwNdP_qOc/s320/Raven+%2526+the+Sun.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-373181345546181044?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/373181345546181044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2011/09/raven-sun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/373181345546181044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/373181345546181044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2011/09/raven-sun.html' title='Raven &amp; the Sun'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-myOxs_77gzM/TmpEsNpYh0I/AAAAAAAAEMA/0cUwNdP_qOc/s72-c/Raven+%2526+the+Sun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-6125974695394425208</id><published>2011-09-09T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T09:46:16.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunrise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MZbDTI0gQvE/TmpBZPI2jkI/AAAAAAAAEL8/ppvzQ2Pbyeg/s1600/Sunset+for+blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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Send photos of your pet to &lt;a href="mailto:lindadianetaylor@gmail.com" style="color: #336699; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;lindadianetaylor@gmail.com&lt;u&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
or visit &lt;a href="" style="color: #336699; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;www.taylyn.com/petportraits.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="" style="color: #336699; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span _fck_bookmark="1" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #202020;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div style="color: #505050; font-family: arial; font-size: 14px; line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;h4 class="h4" style="color: #202020; display: block; font-family: arial; font-size: 22px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 100%; margin: 0px 0px 10px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;Do Not Pay until Portrait is Complete &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #505050; font-family: arial; font-size: 14px; line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;A digital photo of your pet's portait will be emailed to you for your approval prior to shipping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;After approval an invoice will be emailed to you for payment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;I accept Cash, Pay Pal, Credit Cards.&lt;br /&gt;
After payment is received your portrait will be mailed to you or to a special person on your gift list.&lt;span _fck_bookmark="1" style="display: none;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Art Available by Donation.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://us2.campaign-archive1.com/www.taylyn.com" style="color: #336699; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Art by Donation:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span editor_id="mce_editor_0"&gt;When I decided to sell all my original oil by donation many thought I was insane. The reality was I had more paintings than I had wall space and putting my art into storage did not make much sense. Much to my surprise most of my art has sold for what I was asking. Some sold for less and some for more. I even sold pieces I did believe could sell. In the end it worked out beautifully. The Art that has left my walls has found new homes where it can be admired and appreciated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;!-- // End Module: Top Image with Content \\ --&gt;&lt;span _fck_bookmark="1" style="display: none;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Available in sizes 8x10 , 11x14, 12x12, 16 x20 &amp;amp; 18 x 20&lt;br /&gt;
$1.25 square inch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span _fck_bookmark="1" style="display: none;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span _fck_bookmark="1" style="display: none;"&gt;quare inq &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-1685474578144883592?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1685474578144883592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2011/09/pet-portraits-from-your-photos-order.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/1685474578144883592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/1685474578144883592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2011/09/pet-portraits-from-your-photos-order.html' title='Pet portraits from your photos - 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eyes of gold.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-FRL6Asxt7I0/TgrAkAXKr4I/AAAAAAAAEJ4/IO1PPvBE8sI/s1600-h/DSC04514%25255B6%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC04514" border="0" alt="DSC04514" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-FJXbG3zdp_Y/TgrAkcp5aiI/AAAAAAAAEJ8/gQnE6Jf4UXA/DSC04514_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="152" height="315"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-2683841587391104437?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2683841587391104437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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The idea for this painting came from &lt;a href="http://www.preissler.net/audrey.art.html" target="_blank"&gt;Audrey Roll-Preissler&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Audrey had given me drawings of a relief painting she hoped to complete of the Lions wearing glasses.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Health issues forced her to abandon the project. &lt;br /&gt;
To honor Audrey,&amp;nbsp; I agreed to do the best that I could to paint&amp;nbsp; “Lions wearing glasses” using her drawings as reference.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/people/Erika-Lynne-Bartlett/678632965#!/profile.php?id=678632965" target="_blank"&gt;Erika Lynn Bartlett&lt;/a&gt; assisted by putting the original drawing on the Birch Plywood. &lt;br /&gt;
Visiting Audrey’s home smiles came across my face as I took in&amp;nbsp; the bright colors and whimsical characters she had created with her unique style.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She emphasized the need for humor and even mocking. “Our worldly affairs warrant addressing, questioning, judging.... even mocking (to preserve sanity). Humor is the best ingredient around and I try to seize and employ it in my expressions.”&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
The painting is not my usual style, I am not sure what my usual style is but this was something different. I had painted on Masonite before but not on Birch Plywood which was Audrey’s canvas. ingredient around...&amp;nbsp; I usually don’t paint cute or silly.&amp;nbsp; So it all became an experience. &lt;br /&gt;
And why Lions Wearing Glasses?&amp;nbsp; Audrey and her husband had a long term relationship with Lions Clubs. She had completed another “Lions Wearing Glasses” a relief painting that hangs in the Post Office in Jackson Hole, Wyoming.&amp;nbsp; Her husband had been the president of the local Lions Club.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
Lions International historically support&amp;nbsp; sight programs aimed at preventable blindness and those needing eye care. It started in n 1925 when Helen Keller attended the Lions Clubs International Convention and challenged Lions to become "knights of the blind in the crusade against darkness." &lt;br /&gt;
I am a curious lady, and attempt to do my research.&amp;nbsp; I also like to check out information to check and see if it is true.&amp;nbsp; I found Helen Keller’s speech to the Lions. It started like this, &lt;br /&gt;
“I suppose you have heard the legend that represents opportunity as a capricious lady, who knocks at every door but once, and if the door isn't opened quickly, she passes on, never to return. And that is as it should be. Lovely, desirable ladies won't wait. You have to go out and grab 'em.”&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
And in her speech she brings to the Lions not a request for help but an “OPPORTUNITY”. &lt;br /&gt;
The opportunity I bring to you, Lions, is this: To foster and sponsor the work of the American Foundation for the Blind. Will you not help me hasten the day when there shall be no preventable blindness; no little deaf, blind child untaught; no blind man or woman unaided? I appeal to you Lions, you who have your sight, your hearing, you who are strong and brave and kind.&amp;nbsp; The Lions accepted this opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;
Today&amp;nbsp; sight programs remain one of the Lions defining causes.&lt;br /&gt;
The painting is 5 feet by 4 foot oil on Birch Panel.&amp;nbsp; It is not framed as yet and am not sure what I am going to do with it.&amp;nbsp; Currently, it hangs in the lobby of the Birch Bay Hostel in Blaine Washington.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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So far I have made a mug from the Design. &lt;br /&gt;
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Learn &lt;a href="http://www.zazzle.com/sell/designers?rf=238515263944473024"&gt;how to make money as an artist online&lt;/a&gt; at Zazzle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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easy.. prints, cards  whew!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-7919010306938115034?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://linda-diane-taylor.artistwebsites.com/featured/lady-of-all-nations-linda-diane-taylor.html' title='Lady of All Nations Painting by Linda Diane Taylor - Lady of All Nations Fine Art Prints and Posters for Sale'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7919010306938115034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/lady-of-all-nations-painting-by-linda.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/7919010306938115034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/7919010306938115034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/lady-of-all-nations-painting-by-linda.html' title='Lady of All Nations Painting by Linda Diane Taylor - Lady of All Nations Fine Art Prints and Posters for Sale'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-9061098928695846741</id><published>2010-04-28T14:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T14:14:13.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>http://linda-diane-taylor.artistwebsites.com/displayartworkartistwebsites.html?id=896993&amp;width=249&amp;height=312&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-9061098928695846741?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9061098928695846741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/httplinda-diane-taylor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/9061098928695846741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/9061098928695846741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/httplinda-diane-taylor.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-2663128501824023302</id><published>2010-04-23T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T21:06:56.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Well not really a Pet Portrait but I do love Wolves</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S9Jt-eYWcvI/AAAAAAAAD6I/ZliovObmoAY/s1600/Wolf.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S9Jt-eYWcvI/AAAAAAAAD6I/ZliovObmoAY/s320/Wolf.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Pastel Portrait of Wolf&amp;nbsp; 9x12 on Fine Art Paper &lt;br /&gt;
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I went to my park and sat at the memorial for the veterans and put the painted drums on the memorial and "asked what should I do with them" It really feels like it is time to give them away. I just sat in the sun on a near by bench and looked at them. The eagle looked grand and the 9-11Tribute fell on it's side. &lt;br /&gt;
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A couple of young men of around 30's walked by and one stopped .. took out his phone and took a picture of the Eagle with his with his phone camera. I wasn't going to say anything, but you know me can't keep my mouth shut. &lt;br /&gt;
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He went on to tell me that he was in need of some spiritual guidance right now as he was loosing hope. He was a Canadian but was born in the US. He missed his friends in the US felt a great deal of sorrow for all the challenges they were going through. He also was feeling his own sorrow and challenges in finding work for himself. &amp;nbsp;Our discussion went on to being vegetarians and doing the best we could at being calm during this time of change and storm on the planet. &lt;br /&gt;
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First Limited Edition Prints are also now available .. the print run is limited to 190. For print into go to .. or call me I would love to hear your voice. &lt;br /&gt;
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604-349-1392&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-5986093962490390355?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5986093962490390355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/second-showdown.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/5986093962490390355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/5986093962490390355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/second-showdown.html' title='Second Showdown'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-6814673199639945149</id><published>2010-04-18T00:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T22:43:13.415-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the gathering of the eagles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cat thunder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gurdian totem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='buster wilson.  jonathan livingston seagull'/><title type='text'>A Seagull or an Eagle.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S8qzYgK_QNI/AAAAAAAAD5o/rv-z-mD-EbI/s1600/Guardian+totem+feb+19.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S8qzYgK_QNI/AAAAAAAAD5o/rv-z-mD-EbI/s200/Guardian+totem+feb+19.jpg" width="148" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;While I was painting the Guardian Totem one of my Native Artist friend Buster Wilson, &amp;nbsp;looked at the bird on top and said, "Let me help you put an Eagle on top." &lt;br /&gt;
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I explained to him that there is always a seagull sitting on the top of the Guardian Totem at Ambleside in North Vancouver.&amp;nbsp; I also shared the work of Richard Bach "Illusions" &amp;nbsp;and "Jonathan Livingston Seagull" .&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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It went like this:&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;"Like my title? Well I am always taking pictures. I took one today&amp;nbsp;of&amp;nbsp; 2 eagles flying way up in the sky. I sensed them and I look up they they are. I have a small scope on my camera and you can barely see these 2 eagles.&amp;nbsp; John Livingston Seagull?&amp;nbsp; I walk to the bus stop, I look up and see those two eagles again.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;My surprise&amp;nbsp;one&amp;nbsp;was a seagull and it was chasing the eagle.&amp;nbsp; Way up there. I can see the whiteness of the seagull as it chased the eagle.&amp;nbsp; This reminded me of you and that seagull."&lt;br /&gt;
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follow up email from Cat Thunder.. "Remember that Jolly Green Giant saying 'Look way up,way up' I forgot to mention that to you."&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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I think it was Captain Kangaroo.. that said look up, way way up..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-6814673199639945149?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6814673199639945149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/seagull-or-eagle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/6814673199639945149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/6814673199639945149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/seagull-or-eagle.html' title='A Seagull or an Eagle.'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S8qzYgK_QNI/AAAAAAAAD5o/rv-z-mD-EbI/s72-c/Guardian+totem+feb+19.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-8897940435115159726</id><published>2010-04-16T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T00:49:41.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lady of All Nations - First Limited Edition Prints</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S8lCl7TmePI/AAAAAAAAD5Y/RTHzE2QT4FI/s1600/212_DSC_7139_2384.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S8lCl7TmePI/AAAAAAAAD5Y/RTHzE2QT4FI/s200/212_DSC_7139_2384.jpg" width="149" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Her Story travelled the world, from to writers in India &amp;amp; Toronto, to Ladies in Brazil, to North American Natives, to Religious &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;Spiritual Seekers, to Olympic Fans and Networkers, Bloggers and Tweetiers and to an Art Competition in London not once but twice.&amp;nbsp; She did well. &lt;br /&gt;
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She sat at the park, beach and even the market. &lt;br /&gt;
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As one critic said "she became a beacon of light, out there for everyone to see." &lt;br /&gt;
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She has her own blog page and facebook page plus a couple of pages on my main website. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Today she is releasing her &lt;strong&gt;First Limited Edition&lt;/strong&gt; Print&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;All prints are numbered and signed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;One Time Only Size.&amp;nbsp; - 15 x 20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
She will not be printed in this size again.&lt;br /&gt;
The print run is limited to 190 prints&lt;br /&gt;
The origianl painting is 30 x40&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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Canadian and US buyers may purchase through paypal.&lt;br /&gt;
Other buyers please email me with your address for shipping quote. &lt;br /&gt;
Vancouver buyers.. give me a call 604-349.1392 and we can waive the shipping. other buyers can call me as well.. if you are in the US or other countries call&amp;nbsp; 831-331-8241 country code 01. or email &lt;a href="mailto:linda@taylyn.com"&gt;linda@taylyn.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;The ARCHIVAL Fine Art PRINTS&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; are vivid and saturated with color, far surpassing any notion you might get from the website graphics you have been looking at. Sometimes called FINE ART PRINTS, the most common name in galleries for this quality of printing is GICLEE&amp;nbsp;.&lt;br /&gt;
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I attempted to have paypal here but it is messed up.. please go to my mainwebsite to order - link on right..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-8897940435115159726?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8897940435115159726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/lady-of-all-nations-first-limited.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/8897940435115159726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/8897940435115159726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/lady-of-all-nations-first-limited.html' title='The Lady of All Nations - First Limited Edition Prints'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S8lCl7TmePI/AAAAAAAAD5Y/RTHzE2QT4FI/s72-c/212_DSC_7139_2384.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-6149901694828072184</id><published>2010-04-15T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T12:16:50.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From photo to Masterpiece</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S8dkiMWo8gI/AAAAAAAAD5A/fpWsfQbSckw/s1600/october+2006+europehalloween+334.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S8dkiMWo8gI/AAAAAAAAD5A/fpWsfQbSckw/s320/october+2006+europehalloween+334.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S8dlnvE3lcI/AAAAAAAAD5Q/AwJEPgFn4Gg/s1600/october+2006+europehalloween+334_Painting.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S8dlnvE3lcI/AAAAAAAAD5Q/AwJEPgFn4Gg/s320/october+2006+europehalloween+334_Painting.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is my newest technique of taking a photo and transforming it into a slightly impressionist oil painting on Canvas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;not all photos are suitable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;email your photo for an evaluation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-6149901694828072184?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6149901694828072184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/from-photo-to-masterpiece.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/6149901694828072184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/6149901694828072184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/from-photo-to-masterpiece.html' title='From photo to Masterpiece'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S8dkiMWo8gI/AAAAAAAAD5A/fpWsfQbSckw/s72-c/october+2006+europehalloween+334.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-2631292402377206189</id><published>2010-04-15T06:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T06:15:54.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pet Portraits in OIls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-2631292402377206189?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2631292402377206189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/pet-portraits-in-oils.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/2631292402377206189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/2631292402377206189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/pet-portraits-in-oils.html' title='Pet Portraits in OIls'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-8579913870222979725</id><published>2010-04-12T02:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T02:03:58.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my pet portaits..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S8LhbjMbRuI/AAAAAAAAD30/I7e9wdIEdTI/s1600/hoover3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S8LhbjMbRuI/AAAAAAAAD30/I7e9wdIEdTI/s320/hoover3.jpg" width="256" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S8LgueNSUOI/AAAAAAAAD20/PmQdSdW1e1Y/s1600/04april2010duaneburnett+(9).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S8LgueNSUOI/AAAAAAAAD20/PmQdSdW1e1Y/s320/04april2010duaneburnett+(9).JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S8Lg21qO_hI/AAAAAAAAD28/9une6F4PNrw/s1600/04april2010duaneburnett+(13).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S8Lg21qO_hI/AAAAAAAAD28/9une6F4PNrw/s320/04april2010duaneburnett+(13).JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S8Lg5W6PmhI/AAAAAAAAD3E/UwXnDG-bkts/s1600/blue+unframed.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S8Lg5W6PmhI/AAAAAAAAD3E/UwXnDG-bkts/s320/blue+unframed.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S8LhBMC2mZI/AAAAAAAAD3M/qrfeRDsedm8/s1600/emmy+lou.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S8LhBMC2mZI/AAAAAAAAD3M/qrfeRDsedm8/s320/emmy+lou.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S8LhFRTTOEI/AAAAAAAAD3U/KUhb2KrWKqg/s1600/german+shepherd+unframed.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S8LhFRTTOEI/AAAAAAAAD3U/KUhb2KrWKqg/s320/german+shepherd+unframed.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S8LhPJpbM2I/AAAAAAAAD3c/om-2JFNTpOE/s1600/Lab.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S8LhPJpbM2I/AAAAAAAAD3c/om-2JFNTpOE/s320/Lab.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S8LhR4-kGtI/AAAAAAAAD3k/RtOJWQnO8KI/s1600/Long+haired+shepherd+cross+unframed.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S8LhR4-kGtI/AAAAAAAAD3k/RtOJWQnO8KI/s320/Long+haired+shepherd+cross+unframed.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S8LhTBG3H1I/AAAAAAAAD3s/MSvjEaxOR1U/s1600/lyndie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S8LhTBG3H1I/AAAAAAAAD3s/MSvjEaxOR1U/s320/lyndie.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-8579913870222979725?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8579913870222979725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-pet-portaits.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/8579913870222979725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/8579913870222979725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-pet-portaits.html' title='my pet portaits..'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S8LhbjMbRuI/AAAAAAAAD30/I7e9wdIEdTI/s72-c/hoover3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-4960004820175447351</id><published>2010-04-05T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T01:38:51.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guardian Totem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S8A4fINe90I/AAAAAAAAD2Q/vaREhJ1hrMs/s1600/Guardian.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S8A4fINe90I/AAAAAAAAD2Q/vaREhJ1hrMs/s200/Guardian.jpg" width="148" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://guadiantotem.blogspot.com/"&gt;Guardian Totem&lt;/a&gt; check out the story behind the painting&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-4960004820175447351?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://guadiantotem.blogspot.com/' title='Guardian Totem'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4960004820175447351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/guardian-totem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/4960004820175447351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/4960004820175447351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/guardian-totem.html' title='Guardian Totem'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S8A4fINe90I/AAAAAAAAD2Q/vaREhJ1hrMs/s72-c/Guardian.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-2077662443280670859</id><published>2010-03-30T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T01:37:13.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Native Digest released their review</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S8A3y4XbXwI/AAAAAAAAD2I/_QndXYGmz8E/s320/native+digest.jpg" width="320" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nativedigest.com/"&gt;http://www.nativedigest.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
the native digest just released this article.. I am honored. &lt;a href="http://nativedigest.com/ldtaylor.html"&gt;Linda Diane Taylor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-2077662443280670859?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://nativedigest.com/ldtaylor.html' title='Native Digest released their review'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2077662443280670859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/linda-diane-taylor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/2077662443280670859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/2077662443280670859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/linda-diane-taylor.html' title='Native Digest released their review'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S8A3y4XbXwI/AAAAAAAAD2I/_QndXYGmz8E/s72-c/native+digest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-6676842897120954627</id><published>2010-03-22T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T01:46:14.191-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='commission'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lady of the lake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='water goddess'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='virgin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='olympics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='visionary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yemaya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='original'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nemue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gaia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='painting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='black'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='madonna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yemaja'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paintings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vancouver'/><title type='text'>The Water Goddess and what do you see?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Read her Story&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://paintingswithstories.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://paintingswithstories.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;now available in printss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.taylyn.com/"&gt;http://www.taylyn.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S4LOd5uTjbI/AAAAAAAADYo/9Ke9E6tB9Jw/s400/wc+feb+19-1.jpg" width="291" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-6676842897120954627?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://paintingswithstories.blogspot.com/' title='The Water Goddess and what do you see?'/><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://www.taylyn.com' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6676842897120954627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/water-goddess_19.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/6676842897120954627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/6676842897120954627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/water-goddess_19.html' title='The Water Goddess and what do you see?'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S4LOd5uTjbI/AAAAAAAADYo/9Ke9E6tB9Jw/s72-c/wc+feb+19-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-6924354983814161091</id><published>2010-03-22T04:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T04:46:47.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guardian Totem: Guardian Totem welcomes the world</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://guadiantotem.blogspot.com/2010/03/guardian-totem-welcomes-world.html"&gt;Guardian Totem: Guardian Totem welcomes the world&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-6924354983814161091?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://guadiantotem.blogspot.com/2010/03/guardian-totem-welcomes-world.html' title='Guardian Totem: Guardian Totem welcomes the world'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6924354983814161091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/guardian-totem-guardian-totem-welcomes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/6924354983814161091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/6924354983814161091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/guardian-totem-guardian-totem-welcomes.html' title='Guardian Totem: Guardian Totem welcomes the world'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' 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term='kd lang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hallelujah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leonard cohen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='matt morris'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vancouver'/><title type='text'>My youtube Video- Please share!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Thank you for viewing my blog.&amp;nbsp; My Art has been sitting in storage and hanging on walls that few see until quite recently.&amp;nbsp; Thanks to my mentors and a couple of tormentors&amp;nbsp;here it is. &amp;nbsp;I choose to use the song Hallelujah because it has been swimming in my head for few weeks.&amp;nbsp; You know one of those songs that keeps playing.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;object height="364" style="clear: left; float: left;" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/u7dmzggQr7Y&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;hd=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/u7dmzggQr7Y&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;hd=1&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
"Hallelujah" written by Canadian singer-songwriter Leonard Cohen and originally released in 1984 achieved little initial success. But into the 90's it became a popular cover song. Jeff Buckey's performance is believed it to be the definative version and I love the version in Shrek. And here it is 2010 and the world takes notice of Hallelujah once again. K.D. Lang sings Hallelujah during the Opening Ceremony of the 2010 Vancouver Olympics. A fews weeks before Justin Timberlake and Matt Morris sing Hallelujah in the Hope For Haiti Telethon. In the telethon and at the olympic opening ceremonies the song brought many to tears in awe and if you read through the internet comments about the performances you can see "it was the hightlight". In researching this post it is reported he is now 75 and living in Montreal. I grew up listening to Leonard Cohen's music. As a kid I found his words thought provoking and heart moving. His legacy will be so many deep poetic and lyrical songs. I've put a few amateur photo vidoes together and it takes time and a few hours listening to the song as you try and fit in the pictures. As I did this project I would cry in certain parts but I really wanted to get the video done so had to make myself not react. An interesting experience. This version is by a young singer, Kate VoegeleI. I love her voice and her version. And for those of you that truely know me know how much I support new artists and musicians. It fills my own heart to see people creating. Kate's website is http://www.katevoegele.com, please visit and support her. and just for fun enjoy my video..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I do declare I am an Artist. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-7693195600230903079?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7693195600230903079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-youtube-video-please-share.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/7693195600230903079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/7693195600230903079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-youtube-video-please-share.html' title='My youtube Video- Please share!'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-8174189403200800039</id><published>2010-03-20T00:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T10:50:26.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Art in Reviiew</title><content type='html'>Naval Langa, internation writer of Art techniques and Fine Art of many Great Masters and Modern Artists &amp;nbsp;has written two articles on "Water Goddess"&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://paintingsgalleries.blogspot.com/2010/02/how-to-paint-masterpiece.html"&gt;Painting Master Pieces&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://paintingsgalleries.blogspot.com/2010/02/how-to-paint-masterpiece.html"&gt;How to Paint a Masterpiece&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Thank you.. Naval!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-8174189403200800039?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8174189403200800039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-art-in-reviiew.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/8174189403200800039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/8174189403200800039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-art-in-reviiew.html' title='My Art in Reviiew'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-6223709621608739535</id><published>2010-03-09T11:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T11:02:54.402-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='governor general award'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tom sherman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gabor szilasi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='claude tousignant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='andre forcier'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='robert davidson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rita letendre'/><title type='text'>And why ART.</title><content type='html'>I was recently interviewed by Magazine on my art .&amp;nbsp;It forced me to answer some interestigng questions. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;How old were you when your interest in art began?&lt;/strong&gt; Eventhough I was not exposed to much art as a child I was deeply intrigued with patterns in nature, like the spider webs and the designs on leaves and the textures on trees. I also would look at the totem poles in and around Vancouver and would try and copy the designs. In school somehow I go the idea I could not paint or be an artist and left the creations to mostly craft type things. &amp;nbsp;Then in the mid eighties the Head Nurse I worked for invited me to visit the art school she attended. Next thing I know I am painting copies of Leonardo da Vinci. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;What inspires you to create the images that you create?&lt;/strong&gt; I think deep emotion inspires my work. Like a feeling inside that I can not express verbally comes out in my paintings. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Who was influential in your work?&lt;/strong&gt; My oil paintings are much influenced by the old master painters of europe and my old teacher teacher Atalier Sandor Meszaros. Eugene Hunt encourged me to try my own drum designs and showed me how to actually paint on a drum. I had a unique experience with Norvol Morriseau where he talked to me about creating Ojibwe art. Visionary Artist Bruce Harman out of Santa Cruz California gives me encouragement and has shown me his techniques. Then there are muses. I am fortunate to have had a few, a nurse coworker, a boyfriend and a photographer friend.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;What event would you say was a turning point for you with regards to your art?&lt;/strong&gt; I have always used art to de stress from life's challenges. It was the art that brought sanity back into my world. The biggest turning point in my art was when my whole world came crashing down. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Can you tell me about a piece that you created that is very meaningful to you and why?&lt;/strong&gt; Most of my paintings come from a life story. For example "Car Wash" comes from my near dealth experience and dancing from life comes from the joy of relationship. The water goddess now known as "The Lady of All Nations" has a great story. &lt;br /&gt;
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As I painted the Lady of All Nations, which came from a vision. The vision occurred just prior to the start of the Vancouver Olympics. I was sitting on a bench at Lonsdale Quay in North Vancouver looking at the City accross the inlet and I saw this figure rise out of the water. I took out a very large canvas and started painting. At first it was a man, then androgenous and then it became a woman. What is most interesting for me is that I could not decide what race she was. At first she had very pale pink tones, then she had very dark skin, I made her asian, then changed it to indian, then I had her looking like a hindi goddess and her eyes were closed. Then I heard open her eyes, so had to redo the face to have eyes opened. Working in oils allows this type of molding. Many people have made comments on who they see. The ladies in Brazil call her Yemaja, a spiritual goddess, a british friend called her the lady of the lake as in Camelot, my hindi friend told me he could see a flame in the centre of her forehead (it was there once-but not visiable now), some see her as oriental. Those close to me say she is me. In a sense it was as if I was painting all the parts of myself. I have a mixed heritage and appreciate all cultures and their diverisity. And I certaiinly needed to rise. Her name The Lady of all Nations seems right. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;I noticed that you create drums as well, where did you learn to do this?&lt;/strong&gt; I learned to make drums from a Dene Elder in Fort Fraser British Columbia, she rather gave me permission. I also learned from a Metis Elder and developed techniques on the advice of the artists I made drums for. Many like the side of the frame covered and they want it smooth. So I experiemented until I found a way to do that. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;And the pet portraits, they are a recent addition to your portfolio, what is your motivation to start these?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;I usually paint in oils and in layers. Often I have to stop painting on a painting to allow paint to dry.&amp;nbsp; While waiting for the paint to dry I was drawing with some chalk while in the park.&amp;nbsp; This beautiful German Shepherd came and he inspired me to do a chalk drawing of him.&amp;nbsp; It was light and fun.&amp;nbsp; The next day I learned of the passing of a friends siberian wolf.&amp;nbsp; I was going through the many photos he had online of this beautiful creature and decided to give a try at pastels.&amp;nbsp; I did two of Tundra, the dog of the north.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; An Emmylou, the oil portrait was really about celebrating her long life.&amp;nbsp; She was a 19 year old cat that blessed me for a short time with her character.&amp;nbsp; I realized in doing the pet portraits I had a great deal of love for the animals.&amp;nbsp; My motivation is about remembering how fortunate I am to be able to have them in our world and it gives me a fun project to do while waiting for the oils to dry. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Do you have an artist in mind that you have much admiration for?&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I admire the artist within all of us and it is my dream to have a space, an open studio where people can come and paint and create and tell their stories. &lt;br /&gt;
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AND .. TODAY.. &lt;br /&gt;
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I have a deep admiration for Robert Davidson and the other artists that won the Canadian Goveror Generals Award for their contribution to the arts and media. &lt;br /&gt;
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The winners of the Governor General's Awards for career achievement in visual or media arts were announced this morning in Montreal.&lt;br /&gt;
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Haida sculptor Robert Davidson of White Rock, B.C. &lt;br /&gt;
Filmmaker André Forcier of Longueuil, Que. &lt;br /&gt;
Painter Rita Letendre of Toronto. &lt;br /&gt;
Video artist Tom Sherman of Liverpool, N.S.&lt;br /&gt;
Photographer Gabor Szilasi of Montreal. &lt;br /&gt;
Painter Claude Tousignant of Montreal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-6223709621608739535?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6223709621608739535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/and-why-art.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/6223709621608739535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/6223709621608739535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/and-why-art.html' title='And why ART.'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-4452320001231706425</id><published>2010-03-07T22:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T22:49:06.383-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ringette'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hockey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='international'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mesgana dancers'/><title type='text'>Happy International Women's Day 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S5Sc6V1qK5I/AAAAAAAADfA/ZTYLgLZZDzw/s1600-h/thank+you.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="196" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S5Sc6V1qK5I/AAAAAAAADfA/ZTYLgLZZDzw/s200/thank+you.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When I was asked in 1991 if I waould speak at an International Woman's Day Conference it took me a long time to respond. I wanted to know what this day was about, who are these women asking me to speak and what will I say. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I had been travelling about a year facilitating workshops for women and aborigianl communities thoughout northern British Columbia. The focus of the workshops was empowerment and awakening to your potential. The workshops were well received and as I look back at some of the participants and their personal and community accomplishments I am reminded how powerful it is to have the tools and the support to rise above your challenges. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I did agree to speak at the International Woman's Day Conference. There were about 800 people there, mostly women. I spoke, just as I would today, about loving yourself, reprogramming belief patterns that do not serve and accepting and celebrating the diversity of women. It was received well and the women responded with smiles and sitting tall. I witnessed them embracing each other in a loving and respectful way. I was the first speaker of the Day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The last speaker was a militant feminist. I respect the militants they have their role. As she spoke and rose the awareness of the injustices towards women the audience became loud shouting out "that's not fair" and "no more repression". It wasn't long before the audience was angry and standing up cheering for change. The next thing I know everyone is leaving the lecture and heading out into the streets in a protest march. Several women encouraged me to join them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Me and my guy quietly left and went for dinner at our favorite restaurant.. He presented me with a rose and chocolate as he said "to honor me on International Women's Day". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He asked , "Do I repress you?". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I laughed, "No, actually it is more likely I repress you." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today is International Women's Day. I am not speaking anywhere. I am quietly celebrating my sisters young and old around the globe, loving myself and appreciating the diversity of the women in this world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and reviewing all the painting ideas I have in my idea book.... a new women's seires? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;the dancer - the singer - the mother - the nurse - the artist - the angel - the raven - the hockey player ringette player.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy international women's day .&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;International Women's Day (8 March) is a global day celebrating the economic, political and social achievements of women past, present and future. In some places like China, Russia, Vietnam and Bulgaria, IWD is a national holiday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-4452320001231706425?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4452320001231706425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-international-womens-day-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/4452320001231706425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/4452320001231706425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-international-womens-day-2010.html' title='Happy International Women&apos;s Day 2010'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S5Sc6V1qK5I/AAAAAAAADfA/ZTYLgLZZDzw/s72-c/thank+you.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-8854202840977745439</id><published>2010-02-27T01:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T01:29:08.827-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hockey Players to Create A New World</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://01ef8f5.netsolhost.com/almostdeletedpages/ifiwasgoddess.html"&gt;Hockey Players to Create A New World&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-8854202840977745439?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://01ef8f5.netsolhost.com/almostdeletedpages/ifiwasgoddess.html' title='Hockey Players to Create A New World'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8854202840977745439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/hockey-players-to-create-new-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/8854202840977745439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/8854202840977745439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/hockey-players-to-create-new-world.html' title='Hockey Players to Create A New World'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-7044203283353308683</id><published>2010-02-21T07:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T06:47:26.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hallellujah - My Art Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Hallelujah" written by Canadian singer-songwriter Leonard Cohen and originally released in 1984 achieved little initial success. But into the 90's it became a popular cover song. Jeff Buckey's performance is believed it to be the definative version and I love the version in Shrek. And here it is 2010 and the world takes notice of Hallelujah once again. K.D. Lang sings Hallelujah during the Opening Ceremony of the 2010 Vancouver Olympics. A fews weeks before Justin Timberlake and Matt Morris sing Hallelujah in the Hope For Haiti Telethon. In the telethon and at the olympic opening ceremonies the song brought many to tears in awe and if you read through the internet comments about the performances you can see "it was the hightlight". In researching this post it is reported he is now 75 and living in Montreal. I grew up listening to Leonard Cohen's music. As a kid I found his words thought provoking and heart moving. His legacy will be so many deep poetic and lyrical songs. I've put a few amateur photo vidoes together and it takes time and a few hours listening to the song as you try and fit in the pictures. 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I have been painting off and on for about 25 years.&amp;nbsp; Really never had the time to put the energy I wanted to into it.&amp;nbsp; I have pages and pages of ideas that I've never been able to develop.&amp;nbsp; Now as I don't have much else to do&amp;nbsp; and for reasons I won't get into am pretty much isolated from the world.&amp;nbsp; So I paint and write and paint some more. 

My masterpiece&amp;nbsp;started off as a male figure in my mind sort of like a sage or maybe a wise one.&amp;nbsp; The original drawings were actually of a man.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I could see the figure rising out of the water in the Burrard Inlet in Vancouver.. I could see it in my mind the figure emerging slowly &amp;nbsp;as I sat on the bench at Lonsdale Quay contemplating where I have been and where I am going.&amp;nbsp;

As the painting went on, &amp;nbsp;it went from male to androgenous&amp;nbsp;and eventually to female.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;And as I look at the progress pictures she actually looked pregnant for a bit.&amp;nbsp; Now she appears to be holding something.. like holding a baby.&amp;nbsp;

Many people have commented&amp;nbsp;through facebook and through email about what they see as the painting has progressed. &amp;nbsp;Some saw&amp;nbsp;it as the returning Jesus,&amp;nbsp;some Mother Mary. 

And&amp;nbsp;a man&amp;nbsp;told me there was not one live starfish in the Burrard Inlet and that the great Gaia is really peod because we are killing all of her creatures.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;She is&amp;nbsp;rising up to show her displeasure. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He called it the Wrath of Gaia.&amp;nbsp; 

A couple of friends saw her representing the street women of Vancouver who have recently risen and formed a militant group protesting the Olympics and trying to bring awareness to the women who have been murdered on hwy here in BC known as the Highway of Tears.&amp;nbsp; She actually looked quite sad and broken at the time.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Her eyes were still closed. &amp;nbsp;I remember looking at the painting and thinking she better wake up and spent the next couple of days redoing her face so she could have eyes open.&amp;nbsp; 

Once her eyes were opened several named her the Water Goddess, others saw her as Yemanjá, Virgin de Regla or the Black Madonna (she was very dark at one time) and a couple see her as the Lady of the Lake coming from Camelot. 

Perhaps she is all of these things.&amp;nbsp; I don't really know.&amp;nbsp; All I do know is that she is beautiful today.

And for some odd reason I just want to enjoy her for a wee bit . Plus, &amp;nbsp;I have no idea what I am going to do with the painting as it is large.. 30 x 40.&amp;nbsp; A part of me wants to take it down to Londsdale Quay and just sit with her on the bench.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I might do that as soon as it is dry.. paint is a bit wet yet.&amp;nbsp; 

No pictures yet.. she is taking a break and resting in the sunshine.. drying.. 

enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-643147146578902174?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/643147146578902174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-think-i-have-painted-masterpiece.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/643147146578902174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/643147146578902174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-think-i-have-painted-masterpiece.html' title='I think I have painted a masterpiece.'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-8913633629235561524</id><published>2010-02-15T21:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T21:46:06.414-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And the last of these dog portraits is Tasha..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S3ow7YHtyUI/AAAAAAAADDg/_TpXKlsjQeU/s1600-h/DSC_7009_2261.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S3ow7YHtyUI/AAAAAAAADDg/_TpXKlsjQeU/s200/DSC_7009_2261.JPG" width="176" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The work on the two large paintings is near done.&amp;nbsp; Once again they are drying .. &lt;br /&gt;
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Tasha was a beloved Purebread German Shepherd that graced our home and helped raise the kids.. so as a tribute to him .. I give this one a try..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-8913633629235561524?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8913633629235561524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/and-last-of-these-dog-portraits-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/8913633629235561524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/8913633629235561524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/and-last-of-these-dog-portraits-is.html' title='And the last of these dog portraits is Tasha..'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S3ow7YHtyUI/AAAAAAAADDg/_TpXKlsjQeU/s72-c/DSC_7009_2261.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-5053510400322702918</id><published>2010-02-15T21:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T21:42:50.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And then came blue..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S3ov5P3AFVI/AAAAAAAADDY/8Z5UyNAKIPY/s1600-h/blue.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" height="176" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S3ov5P3AFVI/AAAAAAAADDY/8Z5UyNAKIPY/s200/blue.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I am facinated with the dogs with blue eyes..&amp;nbsp; He actually had a hint of blue in his coat.&amp;nbsp; I am really starting to enjoy the chalk pastels.. .. the fixative however is deadly toxic.. must find something else to use.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-5053510400322702918?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5053510400322702918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/and-then-came-blue.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/5053510400322702918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/5053510400322702918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/and-then-came-blue.html' title='And then came blue..'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S3ov5P3AFVI/AAAAAAAADDY/8Z5UyNAKIPY/s72-c/blue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-7901690143670264494</id><published>2010-02-15T21:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T12:39:10.099-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tundra -  Another pet Portrait</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;MY painting continues .. a little oil painting and a whole lot of pet painting.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S3ooj2lbhCI/AAAAAAAADDI/1Dr0FZPXFxI/s1600-h/tundra+fro+duane.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" height="153" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S3ooj2lbhCI/AAAAAAAADDI/1Dr0FZPXFxI/s200/tundra+fro+duane.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And a new friend.. lost his beautiful white dog.. siberian wolf.. and as I was watching the paint dry&amp;nbsp;I started painting Tundra&amp;nbsp;..&amp;nbsp; This dogs spirit is so sweet and so strong I actually felt a pressence of his energy while I did this.&amp;nbsp; He felt like the gentle protector with a great sense of humour. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tundra has his own Facebook page:&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1266296908593"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Accessible Dog &amp;amp; People Friendly Drinking Fountain Sunshine Coast&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1266296908594"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

Duane Burnett of the Sunshine Coast graciously has thanked me and loved the painting.&amp;nbsp; 

&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I wasn't as happy with it as he was so decided to try again.&amp;nbsp; This time a little watercolour underneath, then chalk, then conte.. personally i like the results better but the spirit of the dog is really strong in the first one.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S3osKBd847I/AAAAAAAADDQ/euybzDQZXCY/s1600-h/DSC_7017_2269.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S3osKBd847I/AAAAAAAADDQ/euybzDQZXCY/s320/DSC_7017_2269.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;To view some of my other art please visit my website&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.taylyn.com/"&gt;http://www.taylyn.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-7901690143670264494?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7901690143670264494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/tundra-another-pet-portrait.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/7901690143670264494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/7901690143670264494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/tundra-another-pet-portrait.html' title='Tundra -  Another pet Portrait'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S3ooj2lbhCI/AAAAAAAADDI/1Dr0FZPXFxI/s72-c/tundra+fro+duane.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-2359742664512680190</id><published>2010-01-22T14:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T14:31:43.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I beleive in Magic!</title><content type='html'>"The difference between people who live in the magic of life and those who don't is that the people who live the magic expect the magic and magic happens."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-2359742664512680190?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2359742664512680190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-beleive-in-magic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/2359742664512680190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/2359742664512680190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-beleive-in-magic.html' title='I beleive in Magic!'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-7845916666242234036</id><published>2010-01-22T12:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T12:31:57.917-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Artists and Ascension</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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&lt;/div&gt;During this shift from the material point of view to the spiritual the need has never been greater to focus on the transformative vision of creative hearts.... &lt;br /&gt;
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Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S1oKZk4KVOI/AAAAAAAADCg/Vfs9upOcCgU/s72-c/banner1-1024x232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-4538927242199786870</id><published>2010-01-12T12:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T12:11:03.824-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dancing with life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='original oil'/><title type='text'>Dancing with Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" 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My Art on Clothing!!

As a kids I loved to search for spider webs.  I was facinated with the beautiful designs and spiders never invoked the fear that many have.  Well that was until I discovered some spiders have nasty bite.   

There was a time that I made dreamcathers, many many dreamcathers.  Now  I am satified with painting the Rainbow Web and like magic.. and even have  keds shoe and a tie and a teeshirt with my the design of the painting.

The original painting can be found on my main website  
www.taylyn.com
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As a kids I loved to search for spider webs.  I was facinated with the beautiful designs and spiders never invoked the fear that many have.  Well that was until I discovered some spiders have nasty bite.   

There was a time that I made dreamcathers, many many dreamcathers.  Now  I am satified with painting the Rainbow Web and like magic.. and even have  keds shoe and a tie and a teeshirt with my the design of the painting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-8544296600427603621?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.taylyn.com/therainbowweb.html' title='The Rainbow Web'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8544296600427603621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/rainbow-web.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/8544296600427603621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/8544296600427603621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/rainbow-web.html' title='The Rainbow Web'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-7332723823579127192</id><published>2010-01-06T16:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T16:38:54.202-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now designing Shoes from my Artwork</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.zazzle.com/taylyns*"&gt;See my store at Zazzle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-7332723823579127192?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7332723823579127192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/now-designing-shoes-from-my-artwork.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/7332723823579127192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/7332723823579127192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/now-designing-shoes-from-my-artwork.html' title='Now designing Shoes from my Artwork'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-1945567777915573096</id><published>2010-01-06T05:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T05:11:05.370-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medicine wheel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='walking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='four directions'/><title type='text'>New Drum Design - Walking Bear</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S0SLX8RglSI/AAAAAAAADA0/FoJMGf0mf8I/s1600-h/Walking+Bear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 306px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S0SLX8RglSI/AAAAAAAADA0/FoJMGf0mf8I/s320/Walking+Bear.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423613094693737762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Walking Bear is coming out of the west the place of hibernation and comtemplation and heading to the east door the place of new beginning

to view more of my art please visit &lt;a href="http://www.taylyn.com"&gt;www.taylyn.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-1945567777915573096?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1945567777915573096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-drum-design-walking-bear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/1945567777915573096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/1945567777915573096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-drum-design-walking-bear.html' title='New Drum Design - Walking Bear'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S0SLX8RglSI/AAAAAAAADA0/FoJMGf0mf8I/s72-c/Walking+Bear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-1355892549068563408</id><published>2010-01-02T04:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T04:41:37.901-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunshine Coast Tribute by photo journalist Duane Burnett</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/i_F5BEtBRC0' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/i_F5BEtBRC0'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Suddenly I DO SEE!  thanks Duane Burnett for sharing your dynamic photos with all of US. 

http://www.duaneburnett.com&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-1355892549068563408?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1355892549068563408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/sunshine-coast-tribute-by-photo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/1355892549068563408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/1355892549068563408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/sunshine-coast-tribute-by-photo.html' title='Sunshine Coast Tribute by photo journalist Duane Burnett'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-39501744315939357</id><published>2009-12-21T07:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T07:33:31.321-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Asking Questions-- How Can I Fill the World with Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/mapAuU_y334' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/mapAuU_y334'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-39501744315939357?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/39501744315939357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/asking-questions-how-can-i-fill-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/39501744315939357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/39501744315939357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/asking-questions-how-can-i-fill-world.html' title='Asking Questions-- How Can I Fill the World with Love'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-4439220918693000842</id><published>2009-12-12T04:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T04:54:03.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surfin' on the 'Net with Eddie Spagetti.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/m4GnSdfsA-8' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/m4GnSdfsA-8'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dearet Eddie.. still making me laugh after all these years.  Dear friends Eddie is a very bright light in a small northern community of British Columbia.  I had the great honor or enjoying his music studio and his homemade nann so many years ago.  It warmed my heart to reconnect with you Eddie and have a broad smile on my face knowing you are still making the children laugh and teaching them the power of music.. Love you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-4439220918693000842?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4439220918693000842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/surfin-on-with-eddie-spagetti.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/4439220918693000842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/4439220918693000842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/surfin-on-with-eddie-spagetti.html' title='Surfin&amp;#39; on the &amp;#39;Net with Eddie Spagetti.'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-3889911174528626355</id><published>2009-12-11T21:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T21:57:40.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Become Love In Motion!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/EUNdcT-LMo0' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/EUNdcT-LMo0'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thinking of all those wonderful people in my life both past and present.  Loving you all, wishing you the best on your journey!  Life is too short to hold onto anything but love for you.  

&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-3889911174528626355?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3889911174528626355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/become-love-in-motion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/3889911174528626355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/3889911174528626355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/become-love-in-motion.html' title='Become Love In Motion!!!'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-8930885604497123704</id><published>2009-12-11T18:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T18:45:59.212-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Re: Cat Talking, Translation 16 million views</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/1JynBEX_kg8' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/1JynBEX_kg8'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;what a strange breed we are.. this video had 16 million views.. but wait.. the untranslated version had 24 million views..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-8930885604497123704?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8930885604497123704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/re-cat-talking-translation-16-million.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/8930885604497123704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/8930885604497123704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/re-cat-talking-translation-16-million.html' title='Re: Cat Talking, Translation 16 million views'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-9041592358965635923</id><published>2009-12-11T02:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T02:33:13.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'>JK Wedding Entrance Dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/4-94JhLEiN0' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/4-94JhLEiN0'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;just for giggles.. 
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-9041592358965635923?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9041592358965635923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/jk-wedding-entrance-dance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/9041592358965635923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/9041592358965635923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/jk-wedding-entrance-dance.html' title='JK Wedding Entrance Dance'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-2143527625729983558</id><published>2009-12-10T02:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T02:48:17.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>IMVU Music clip - Hallelujah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/jIWVCDHm1q0' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/jIWVCDHm1q0'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Been having some fun watching imvu music clips.. going to try some myself.!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-2143527625729983558?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2143527625729983558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/imvu-music-clip-hallelujah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/2143527625729983558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/2143527625729983558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/imvu-music-clip-hallelujah.html' title='IMVU Music clip - Hallelujah'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-7980205540986486854</id><published>2009-12-08T16:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T16:59:22.031-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awakening Arts - Dana Andersen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.awakeningarts.com"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 321px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 69px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413033990874690658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/Sx71vDczdGI/AAAAAAAADAE/8Z4XVPbd5Tc/s400/logo_1_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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I just finished listening to blogtalk radio Artists and Ascention with Nancy Wait. &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;The guest today was Dana Anderson. Her Art is amazing and her vision to create the Awakening Arts Institute touches my own vision.

from her website: &lt;a href="http://www.awakeningarts.com/index.php"&gt;Awakening Arts - Dana Andersen&lt;/a&gt;

Awakening Arts is a worldwide network of artists, patrons and friends who support Art which uplifts, inspires, transforms and awakens.We are a growing resource nexus working in synergy to create exhibitions, retreats and symposiums.

Awakening Arts Institute unites artists throughout the world who are seeking a deeper source of inspiration, and aspiring to a higher vision of what the Arts are meant to be.

We believe that Art, serving as a conduit of revelation and vision, has the power to transformconsciousness.

We nurture 'awakening artists' through an online resource nexus, exhibitions, retreats, residencies, and a small fine art press. &lt;/p&gt;A wonderful site for the visionary artists!

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&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-7980205540986486854?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.awakeningarts.com/index.php' title='Awakening Arts - Dana Andersen'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7980205540986486854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/awakening-arts-dana-andersen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/7980205540986486854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/7980205540986486854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/awakening-arts-dana-andersen.html' title='Awakening Arts - Dana Andersen'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/Sx71vDczdGI/AAAAAAAADAE/8Z4XVPbd5Tc/s72-c/logo_1_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-3016571430277510108</id><published>2009-11-28T21:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T21:37:16.422-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE LAST VESTIGES OF NORMALCY!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://fminifie.blogspot.com/"&gt;THE LAST VESTIGES OF NORMALCY!!&lt;/a&gt;

A sweet friend in Saskatoon has written this delightful "channelled Piece"  do enjoy as much as I did. 
Thanks Fay!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-3016571430277510108?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://fminifie.blogspot.com/' title='THE LAST VESTIGES OF NORMALCY!!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3016571430277510108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/last-vestiges-of-normalcy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/3016571430277510108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/3016571430277510108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/last-vestiges-of-normalcy.html' title='THE LAST VESTIGES OF NORMALCY!!'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-2760174591180203475</id><published>2009-11-26T14:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T15:04:15.951-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gathering of the Eagles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Meno Pauls:  The Gathering of the Eagles reappeared today.. how timely.  Here is an intoduction to his story.  To read the full story please go to &lt;a href="http://www.taylyn.com/almostdeletedpages/gatheringoftheeagles.html"&gt;this link&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;THE GATHERING OF THE EAGLES
INTRODUCTION
by Ray Hudson  
The hands of the doomsday clock have been moved to within two minutes of midnight, the theoretical time of the great nuclear holocast. Never before has man been so close to annihilation by his own hand. Every day the various news media bring more news of disaster from all around the world. Disasters such as earthquakes, tornado, flood, drought, wars and threats of wars, economic collapse, ecological contamination by increasingly horrendous chemicals, and on and on and on.
It's not hard to understand why so many people give in to the overwhelming tide of negativity in the world and resign themselves to whatever the fates hold in store, convinced that they have no role to play and certainly no hope of changing anything anyway. They've lost hope in a better world, a better tomorrow.
&lt;a name="nos4"&gt;It shouldn't come as a surprise. The Old Testament has chronicled these times for thousands of years. The New Testament as well, deals with these times in the final book, the &lt;/a&gt;Book of Revelations. The French physician and psychic, Nostradamus, wrote about these times almost four hundred years before they arrived. And in the last fifty or so years, there has been an unending stream of prophecies and warnings from psychics and scientists alike, who say we're in for big trouble now, not at some future time, if we don't get our act cleaned up as far as our treatment of our fellow human beings, not to mention the Earth that sustains us.
We are, I firmly believe, falling headlong into the Age of Tribulation, as the Bible calls it, or in a contemporary term, the transition period leading to the New Age.
Many people on this Earth are selfishly perpetuating the old ways, the old order, despite its short comings of racial and social inequality, irresponsible use, and abuse of power and wealth, and rampant greed and corruption.
Those who have a material stake in this old order choose not to look, or are blind to the changes, even now, starting to take place around us. Others, who are the victims of the systems of the old order have in many cases given in to feelings of futility, that they don't count and thus, can do nothing to improve the world and expecting nothing more than its eventual collapse with nothing beyond. Many have forgotten the promises of the new and beautiful age to follow, or else they simply cannot believe that such a thing could happen.
This book is for those who have clung steadfastly to the hope that somehow, things will indeed get better, even if they have to get worse first. Those that believe that the world can be cleansed and reborn, that the Age of Aquarius will indeed see 'peace guiding the planets, and love steering the stars'.
This book is for those who have lifted themselves through HOPE and FAITH, above the low and negative forces at work in the realm of twentieth century planet Earth.
This is a book of HOPE, and a story of FAITH. It tells the story of the last ten years in the life of Menno Pauls, and his family. Menno is, to all appearances, a most ordinary man. By profession he is a window cleaner. He doesn't drink or smoke but harbours an incredible passion for hamburgers. He is married to Sharon, and they have two boys, Steven and Sean. Menno is simply a quiet, unassuming, non-judgemental, gentle man.
As you will read in this account, they have, as a family, been called upon by powers far beyond our plane of existence, to do a job in preparation for the coming of the New Age.
In reference to this book, Menno has pointed out; "Right from the start we must understand the difference between FAITH and HOPE. FAITH is something personal that comes into being.... in the relationship between my human self and my spiritual self. HOPE, is something that I can convey to those around me. To me, the happenings of the last ten years have been an on-going development of personal FAITH. To the reader, the message is one of HOPE."
Those of us who are working to bring this awareness to those around us, to get the message conveyed, are involved in a project so large that it boggles the mind. Yet we have our jobs assigned. Now, you too, are becoming aware, and your role in the scheme of things will be defined when the time is right. In addition, ponder this; somewhere, at sometime, beyond your conscious memory, you volunteered your services. We are simply telling you, now, to stand by for action.
The responsibilities that Menno and his family have shouldered comprise their own unique task in this project. You probably will never be assigned anything quite so arduous. Then again, you might!
The vitally important aspects of this text are that you become aware, and build that awareness, hope, and faith, and prepare spiritually for what's to come. Just as an athlete must be in top physical condition to take on the challenge he has before him, so too, must you be in top spiritual condition to fulfill your assignment when the call to duty comes to you.
Rest assured also, that if you are reading this book right now, it's probably because you are already on the team. The option that you have now, as one of the aware, is to opt out. You will always have the free will to choose whether or not you'll participate. But it would be sad indeed if you chose not to walk into the New Age with us.
In this time of cults and false prophets, one must be very careful of the path taken, and the cause espoused. What we have in these pages is nothing more than a message, powerful though it is. Menno leads no group. There is no organization to join. There are no monetary dues to pay. All that is asked of you is that you develop your spiritual self so that you, in turn, may help others when the crunch comes, as it surely will.
You are not expected, or asked, nor is it even suggested that you divest yourself of what you have, or change what you do. If things are to be discarded, they are the mental things. Those things that are the self centered methods and philosophies of the age that is now passing away must be discarded. The important divestment right now is a mental, not a material, one. In return the acquisition should be a greater spiritual awareness, a positive attitude, and a love of all things. This, in turn, will clear your mental channels so that you may better hear what your conscious, your guides, and your God, have to say to you. Listen carefully.
All indications are that the end of the age is upon us and the time remaining to the final scenes is very short indeed.
Menno's story is being presented in this medium now, because there are many who must still be made aware; many that Menno cannot otherwise reach. This story is a living demonstration of FAITH and HOPE, and how it has been used to accomplish so much. It is certainly an eloquent example for us all.
Christ said, "He who seeks to save his life shall lose it, and whosoever seeks to lose his life will preserve it". In other words, concern yourself not with the material things, have HOPE, and concentrate on developing FAITH, and to your amazement, you'll find that all the things you require will be provided, that you are cared for!
Some people when 'awakened' want to get at it. They want something to do right away, to get into action. The often quoted lines by Milton are appropriate here, "They also serve who only stand and wait". This, in fact, is what most of us will be doing, waiting. But this isn't idle time.
This is a time to develop and stretch and exercise those spiritual muscles that you'll be relying on later. A few have tasks to do now. Some, like Menno, will continue contacting people and passing along the message. Some are learning about survival. Others still are learning about and practicing healing arts, and others, such as myself, are writing about it. Yet, by far, the greatest number of the aware will have little to do until the major changes, discussed in the book, occur. It's then, after the apocalypse, that the real job begins, the job of building a new world, to go along with the New Age.
There has been much written and published concerning the awesome events, that have been predicted, to bring about the end of this age. Part of this book deals with those events, but only to establish reference points for the discussions of what will occur in the positive arena, while the tide of negativity and destruction sweeps the rest of the globe.
The goal of this book isn't to dwell on the events that end the world as it now exists, but to deal with those people who are of the New Age, the seeds of the future, the seeds of time, and how they will traverse this winter of humanity.
We are ultimately concerned with the birth of the New Age, not the dissolution of the old. We deal with it only as a jumping off point to the future.
We seek to be positive wherever possible. There is far too much negativity afoot in the world as it is. Indeed, that is the very fuel upon which the apocalypse will feed, and although some of the events we must deal with in the book are, by their very nature, negative, the structure of this book is one of positivity and love, FAITH and HOPE. Take the positivity from it and build a positive attitude in all things. Build your stock of FAITH and HOPE. For, although it is generally agreed by many, that the major earth upheavals that have been predicted cannot now be averted, their intensity in terms of their effect on you and those around you can be much lessened. The power of positivity!
Lend this precious positive energy to everything you do. Don't dwell on the negative because your positive input right now will make all the difference in the world; this one, as well as the one coming up. Use what you read here to assist in your developement, but don't make this your only source. Clear those channels within so you can really hear what's being said. Remember, the best source for the necessary inspiration is within you, not in this book. You have only to seek it out.
Be careful to avoid, what is a human trait, confering some special status upon Menno, because of his experience and work on this mission. He's simply part of a team. A team that goes much farther than this primitive plane of existence. You are on that same team. There are no stars here. Ego is set aside. The mission is the important thing.
Menno, Sharon, and the boys, as well as many others who are unknown to you, have been in the field, actively working for quite a while already. That is no reason to put them in a special 'superstar' category. They are simply your brothers and sisters working toward a common goal, a new and better world, nothing more.
Whatever your age, whatever your station in life, you are now aware that you can be among the seeds of the future. Whether or not you germinate is entirely up to you. The fertilizers in this process are HOPE and FAITH. Use them copiously.
Through the coming years your HOPE, and your FAITH, will do much to lighten your burdens. They will allow you to see far beyond the horizons of this world.
FAITH and HOPE are your tickets to the New Age. You are now aware, be ready, and watch....... watch for the gathering of the Eagles.
Ray HudsonRegina, Saskatchewan, CanadaSeptember 20, 1981 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-2760174591180203475?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2760174591180203475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/gathering-of-eagles.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/2760174591180203475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/2760174591180203475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/gathering-of-eagles.html' title='The Gathering of the Eagles'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-8750621655852472090</id><published>2009-11-23T08:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T13:14:51.478-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='workshops'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obatala'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='redeemers club'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pagen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='santa cruz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='handpainted'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wiccan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='northwest coast'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='olympics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='santeria'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ritual'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shamanic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celtic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vancouver'/><title type='text'>Drummer and Drum Maker</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I finally have a space where I can make drums again. I have been making drums for near twenty years now. It is meditative and healthy to create. Great to be back at it. I kind of got stuck in not doing it which I explain at the end of this note.&lt;/strong&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;I make drums and rattles with respect for animals and trees who have given their gifts.&lt;/em&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I cut drum skins, rattle heads and finally drum lacing; nothing is wasted. &lt;/em&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;I make my drums and rattles with prayer and ceremony&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;

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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why I make drums?&lt;/strong&gt; In the search for my father’s native roots I became fascinated with the drum and the teachings around the drum. The sounds of the drum seem to touch the very core of my soul. I also discovered while teaching drum making especially to the young people there is something that happens to heal the heart. I call connecting with the heartbeat of the mother.
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none"&gt;&lt;a style="CLEAR: left; FLOAT: left; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em; cssfloat: left" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/SwQdZQj7-wI/AAAAAAAAC9o/PAEbUhC4Lzo/s1600/Picture+286.JPG" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/SwQdZQj7-wI/AAAAAAAAC9o/PAEbUhC4Lzo/s200/Picture+286.JPG" border="0" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It is a simple instrument anyone can learn. The first beat one learns to beat to the sound of a heart beat. Sitting quietly beating to your own heartbeat becomes extremely meditative and within a short time one can travel to amazing inner and outer worlds.
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;A psychologist friend asked me if I would do a reading for him. Although some claim I have a clairaudience or clairsentience I do not make that claim. I do not do readings on other people. I didn't know what to say to him at the time. Today I can be very clear about that but at that time I was less than confident in setting boundaries.
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Not knowing what else to do I picked up my drum and started drumming the heart beat and walking. After about 15 minutes a great blue energy appeared. It came from my right. I kept drumming and the blue energy manifest a voice and showed me how to receive and then give energy. It went on to show me the people I would be working with and what my role would be with the people.
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;I stopped drumming. I was in awe. My psychologist friend asked me if I had a message for him. I told him, I did not. Years later, he disclosed that he received his own message that day. He went on to pursue the instructions he was given. Although I cannot disclose who he is I can tell you that his practice is on the cutting edge of the healing world.
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;For me I was clueless as to how my vision was going to manifest. The group I was shown was very foreign to me. I didn’t know them. Within a few days I was not only offered a position that would put me with this group, I was also given a blank cheque to write for whatever I needed, a place to live and the car to get there. The vision from the drum was life changing.
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;The drums I make now are meant to be played and I have changed the process. In the earlier days I was
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;making many white headed drum. The northwest coast artists liked them as a backdrop for their paintings. The bleaching process of getting a white hide was extreme toxic and although the result was a good canvas the drum head became rather brittle and had a rather tinny sound. Although I do occasion make the white hide drums I much rather make a drum that can be played.

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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Northwest Coast Eagle Drum&lt;/strong&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;The round frames of the Drum are made by a canoe maker on Vancouver Island. I don't know his whole process but he layers yellow cedar and laminates it somehow. I have tried other frames but these ones are lighter and I haven't had one warp. He is also a soulful man and has incredible integrity and you can feel the love in his frames.
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;The Drum Heads. I've had to really look at the fact that I am a vegetarian and have a deep respect for the animals and yet I use deer, elk and other animal hides for the drum heads. I stopped making drums for a while because of this. I tried some manmade drum heads but they were not the same. Then I decided that I had to find hides that were gathered in a good way. I found two people that collect hides from animals hit on the road. One visits the local dumps during hunting season and collects discarded hides. They are both very hard working, simple men. They do a great job in cleaning and preparing the hides. The challenge is the supply is now limited but I do feel a bit more responsible now that I no longer use factory processed hide from deer farms and unconscious hunters. Bless the animals. I love them so much.
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Now I am back making drums and rattles too. Blessing the yellow cedar trees and the animals. I am very thankful for the gift of the drum. May they be used in a good way.
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Although I have not sang for several years with encouragement form my dear friends and supporters I am back at it. Little by little the songs I am finding my voice again. This will be a surprise to some but I actually am pretty good. LOL.
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Here are some samples of My painted Drums. I love Painting personal frame Drums.
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;In the late eighties and early nineties I had the pleasure of working with Four Worlds and Phil Lane Jr through workshops. It was here that I made a committment to assist my native brothers and sisters to overcome their addiction to Drugs and Alcohol. Their philosophy "Starting From Within, Working in a Circle, in a Sacred Manner, We Heal and Develop Ourselves, Our Relationships, and the World."
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&lt;strong&gt;9-11 Tribute Drum&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/SwQgoBT699I/AAAAAAAAC-A/cJgjFa7klr8/s1600/american+drum.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/SwQgoBT699I/AAAAAAAAC-A/cJgjFa7klr8/s320/american+drum.jpg" border="0" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div class="" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;As I watched the towers come down on TV there was a a deep knowing that it was not what it appeared. I recalled closing my eyes and giving a big sigh and shaking my head at the extent some go to create a drama to tie us up in a world of fear. I painted this drum on a small 10 inch drum. Although some say it looks like a victory, my intend was to paint the collapse.
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Drum for a Kahuna Shaman&lt;/strong&gt; .. we called it the shadow drum as he wanted to use it to help people to process their shadow.. I painted two as I was not happy with a small flaw at the tail of the turtle. It was distracting to me however the Kahuna Shaman actually wanted this one, unfortunately I had already shipped the other to Hawaii. This one I still have and it is for sale.
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;I rarely make octagon drums and this one is from my early days of drum making. Think it was the fifth or sixth drum I made. Where it is I do not know. Think I gave it away as I often give the small drums away.
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;When painting on the drum I use mostly acrylics which seem to stand up well despite the hides being oil based. The Horse Drum was painted in oils and was the 9-11 tribute drum. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;To learn more about ordering your personal one of a kind Drum or making your own drum email me at &lt;a href="mailto:lindadianetaylor@gmail.com"&gt;lindadianetaylor@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;or visit my website &lt;a href="http://www.taylyn.com/"&gt;http://www.taylyn.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-8750621655852472090?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.taylyn.com' title='Drummer and Drum Maker'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8750621655852472090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/drummer-and-drum-maker.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/8750621655852472090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/8750621655852472090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/drummer-and-drum-maker.html' title='Drummer and Drum Maker'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/SwQdZQj7-wI/AAAAAAAAC9o/PAEbUhC4Lzo/s72-c/Picture+286.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-8424773894539025718</id><published>2009-11-22T15:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T16:03:10.002-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emmylou harris'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='santa cruz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taylyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animal portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vancouver'/><title type='text'>Emmylou Harris</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/SwnPsnhU1rI/AAAAAAAAC-8/U8pt-JDAMmQ/s1600/emmylou+harris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407081193064945330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 308px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/SwnPsnhU1rI/AAAAAAAAC-8/U8pt-JDAMmQ/s400/emmylou+harris.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For more info on this painting please visit my &lt;a href="http://paintingswithstories.blogspot.com/2009/11/animal-portraits-calico-cat.html"&gt;Artists Blog - Paintings with Stories&lt;/a&gt;.  I am in the process of separating my art and the drum making from this blog.
&lt;div&gt;I finally finished a painting started nearly 9 months ago. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-8424773894539025718?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://paintingswithstories.blogspot.com/2009/11/animal-portraits-calico-cat.html' title='Emmylou Harris'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8424773894539025718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/emmylou-harris.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/8424773894539025718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/8424773894539025718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/emmylou-harris.html' title='Emmylou Harris'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/SwnPsnhU1rI/AAAAAAAAC-8/U8pt-JDAMmQ/s72-c/emmylou+harris.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-7402905380171376903</id><published>2009-11-22T13:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T13:59:11.648-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh how I love the sea..</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-adb0d7a0781858c0" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;
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The beautiful visionary artwork in this video is by Santa Cruz artist Bruce Harman who delights us with his Visionary Art of Angels, Dolphins and Spiritual Beings. 

Visit his website at http://www.harmanvisions.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-7402905380171376903?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.styxworld.com/' title='Oh how I love the sea..'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=adb0d7a0781858c0&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7402905380171376903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/oh-how-i-love-sea.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/7402905380171376903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/7402905380171376903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/oh-how-i-love-sea.html' title='Oh how I love the sea..'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-2641680571912052714</id><published>2009-11-22T10:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T10:39:29.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Live Like You Were Dying - The Bucket List (Music Video)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/TNWg5DlWVa8' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/TNWg5DlWVa8'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A sweet friend I met in Salinas, California is going through the toughest of times.  She comments that she would like to do a primal scream.  Despite her grief she continues to share her words of wisdom..  When I read her comment, "tomorrow is promised to no man"  I was reminded of another time in my own life.  It was a time when several of those dear to me left this earthy world.  It was a time of  wanting to do the primal scream.  So I understand where she is coming from. 

After a greiving period I made a decision to live every moment and I mean live.  I made a list of all the things I wanted to do before I left this world.  I travelled to Europe to see the Great Art of the World, I attended workshops with my most favorite metaphysical author and I travelled to South America to overcome a deep seated fear.  

I refused to see anything buy love and light and beauty.  I worked on myself and went on a mission to learn as much as I could about everything.  I painted and painted some more.  I even joined this group to help me to enjoy more of life.  I listened to Tim McGraw,  

I was in a place of sincere peace, my life was simple and uncomplicated. I was inwardly silent and calm.  I didn't hold that for long, only a few months.  

For two years I struggled with myself and everyone else around me.  I made choices that were not in my best interest.  I behaved very badly at times.  I was hurt and I hurt.  I saw parts of myself that I did not know existed and they were not too pretty.  

Today as I watch my friend as she goes through her trauma I am reminded.. "tomorrow is promised to no man or in this case woman". 

I am making a new bucket list.  

Love and compassion to you my friends.. thank you for being in my life today.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-2641680571912052714?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2641680571912052714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/live-like-you-were-dying-bucket-list.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/2641680571912052714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/2641680571912052714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/live-like-you-were-dying-bucket-list.html' title='Live Like You Were Dying - The Bucket List (Music Video)'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-7205453444818353087</id><published>2009-11-17T08:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T08:27:13.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cusco Dream Catcher (hi quality sound)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/xjWjNKsikoA' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/xjWjNKsikoA'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;calming to my soul.. 
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-7205453444818353087?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7205453444818353087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/cusco-dream-catcher-hi-quality-sound.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/7205453444818353087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/7205453444818353087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/cusco-dream-catcher-hi-quality-sound.html' title='Cusco Dream Catcher (hi quality sound)'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-8364217512841046422</id><published>2009-11-17T08:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T08:18:32.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Return to Innocence</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/VhpoOexjT-M' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/VhpoOexjT-M'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I journey down the river of life and experience a great transformation.  Then I got stuck in a jam where two rivers met.  Eventually I got free only to learn I was in the wrong river.  I turned around and paddled upstream as hard as I could until I found the right river.  Returning to innocence, returning to myself.  Whew!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-8364217512841046422?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8364217512841046422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/return-to-innocence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/8364217512841046422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/8364217512841046422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/return-to-innocence.html' title='Return to Innocence'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-1629929755296109379</id><published>2009-11-13T22:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T22:20:22.251-08:00</updated><title type='text'>returning to myself..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/Sv5MJZEGxxI/AAAAAAAAC9g/pn7RmYybli4/s1600-h/me+and+paintings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/Sv5MJZEGxxI/AAAAAAAAC9g/pn7RmYybli4/s320/me+and+paintings.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Painting.. making new drums... and having everthing neat and tidy.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-1629929755296109379?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1629929755296109379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/returning-to-myself.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/1629929755296109379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/1629929755296109379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/returning-to-myself.html' title='returning to myself..'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/Sv5MJZEGxxI/AAAAAAAAC9g/pn7RmYybli4/s72-c/me+and+paintings.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-6095394564170246673</id><published>2009-11-11T22:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T22:09:53.798-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remeberance Day November 11, 2009</title><content type='html'>As I sat painting this morning I could hear the distant sound of bagpipes. My soul is reminded of days of past. Reminded of the days of my childhood where we wore bright red poppies and we learned the poem “In Flanders Fields”&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/SvuhVe9AXjI/AAAAAAAAC8g/dGRFf0e6c4o/s1600-h/DSC_6607_1851.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/SvuhVe9AXjI/AAAAAAAAC8g/dGRFf0e6c4o/s320/DSC_6607_1851.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In Flanders fields the poppies blow&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Between the crosses, row on row,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;That mark our place; and in the sky&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;The larks, still bravely singing, fly&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Scarce heard amid the guns below.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;We are the Dead. Short days ago&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/SvuiRX5A0zI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/6-N07dUTQcU/s1600-h/DSC_6593_1837.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/SvuiRX5A0zI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/6-N07dUTQcU/s200/DSC_6593_1837.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Loved, and were loved, and now we lie&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;In Flanders fields.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Take up our quarrel with the foe:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;To you from failing hands we throw&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;The torch; be yours to hold it high.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/SvuhcX1BF8I/AAAAAAAAC8o/1RFar6Xwj-g/s1600-h/blog+5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/SvuhcX1BF8I/AAAAAAAAC8o/1RFar6Xwj-g/s200/blog+5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;If ye break faith with us who die&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;We shall not sleep, though poppies grow&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;In Flanders fields.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;— Lt.-Col. John McCrae (1872 - 1918)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I gathered my cameras and followed the sounds. My heart, so full of gratitude for the sound of the familiars. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Rememberance Day here in Canada is the day we honor the veterans. It has become a day where we don’t just show our respect for the war veterans but we show our respect to the RCMP, the firefighters and others that serve us. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/SvuhifscqBI/AAAAAAAAC8w/VoUCQeRFyCA/s1600-h/DSC_6591_1835.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/SvuhifscqBI/AAAAAAAAC8w/VoUCQeRFyCA/s320/DSC_6591_1835.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;As I took photos I noted how few war veterans there are. Very few indeed and most are over 70. I thought how grateful I am to be a Canadian where I did not have to see war in my lifetime. As a young person there was no concern about having to go and fight in a war. My children have not had to go and fight for the country and thank goodness neither have my grandsons. A couple of my nephews have joined the Canadian Armed Forces as that was their choice but no one has been forced to go and fight. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;It is a peaceful, respectful and quiet day. No matter what day of the week Rememberance Day falls on it is always on November 11.&amp;nbsp; Unlike other holidays it is not put next to a weekend.&amp;nbsp; It is not a day for shopping as the stores are closed. It is truely a day for giving thanks and for family.&amp;nbsp; It is a day to celebrate our diversity and wisdom. It is definitely a day to give thanks for our Canadian way of life. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/SvuhtZwRPjI/AAAAAAAAC84/dmsVamdinc0/s1600-h/for+blog+one.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/SvuhtZwRPjI/AAAAAAAAC84/dmsVamdinc0/s200/for+blog+one.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The bagpipes also reminded of another time. A time in my genetic memory somewhere in the land of Scotland. The place of some of my ancestors. When I closed my eyes I could see the hills, rocks and sea. I imagined I was standing on the shore watching crashing waves. I could feel a longing to travel across the sea. I was joined by many fellow Scots as we prepared to leave our homeland and head across the sea to the New World. It was an exciting time, full of anticipation. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;The bagpipes.. thank you.. for the reminder.. &lt;br /&gt;
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A few years ago I found this wonderful writing on the Symptoms of Inner Peace.  I had looked for a website of the author but did not find one. 

Thanks to facebook the author contacted me.  The Symptoms of Inner Peace is Available in Poster form.

&lt;a href="http://symptomsofinnerpeace.net/Authors_Website/Home.html"&gt;to order your poster &lt;/a&gt;

Thank you Saskia for your gift of Grace..

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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;Thank you Saskia for your gift of Grace..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-2942133162592231983?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://symptomsofinnerpeace.net/Authors_Website/Home.html' title='Symptoms of Inner Peace - Saskia Davis RN'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2942133162592231983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/symptoms-of-inner-peace-sakia-davis-rn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/2942133162592231983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/2942133162592231983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/symptoms-of-inner-peace-sakia-davis-rn.html' title='Symptoms of Inner Peace - Saskia Davis RN'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/Su12o0XyIGI/AAAAAAAAC8Q/cEon5sJC5Js/s72-c/symptoms-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-3102075458548797299</id><published>2009-11-01T03:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T03:27:02.407-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Introduction to Illusions by Richard Bach</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/bPYjzaOQBA8' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/bPYjzaOQBA8'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;a wonderful story.. 
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-3102075458548797299?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3102075458548797299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/introduction-to-illusions-by-richard.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/3102075458548797299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/3102075458548797299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/introduction-to-illusions-by-richard.html' title='Introduction to Illusions by Richard Bach'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-5996962297096014746</id><published>2009-11-01T03:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T03:20:46.917-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jonathan Livingston Seagull - Dear Father</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/qDbToBxhZUo' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/qDbToBxhZUo'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In the we hours of the mornng a new friend from Wisconsin reminded me of the writings of Richard Bach.. 

At his request I put this out to all those hurting from PTSD and although I do in no way support the many wars around the world I certainly pray for the healing of those that believed they went to war to serve their country..  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-5996962297096014746?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5996962297096014746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/jonathan-livingston-seagull-dear-father.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/5996962297096014746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/5996962297096014746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/jonathan-livingston-seagull-dear-father.html' title='Jonathan Livingston Seagull - Dear Father'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-6348098923942780484</id><published>2009-10-29T01:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T01:53:49.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Annual Fine Arts Show - December 13, 2009</title><content type='html'>Everyone is invited and welcome to the North Shore Artists Guild's signature annual event - the Annual Fine Art Sale. This is the third year for the Sale, and promises to build on the successes of the past. &lt;br /&gt;
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This year's sale is later than in prior years, which should give visitors a great chance to do some holiday shopping for others as well as get that special piece of art for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;A one day show and sale of some 600 new paintings by over 100 of the North Shore's leading artists. Paintings are ready to hang (or wrap)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Where&lt;br /&gt;
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Parkgate Community Centre&lt;br /&gt;
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3625 Banff Court in North Vancouver &lt;br /&gt;
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Sunday, December 13&lt;br /&gt;
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Starts at 10AM, the earlier you get there the more choice you will have. Closes at 5PM sharp. &lt;br /&gt;
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Most of the artists with works in the show and sale will be in attendance so you can meet with them and discuss their work and get the stories behind the paintings.&lt;br /&gt;
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There will also be a raffle for three top notch paintings that have been donated by the artists. Proceeds of the raffle will go to the Lions Gate Hospital Foundation.&lt;br /&gt;
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Just north of the intersection of Mt. Seymour Parkway and Mt. Seymour Road - just north of the Parkgate Shopping Centre&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-6348098923942780484?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6348098923942780484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/annual-fine-arts-show-december-13-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/6348098923942780484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/6348098923942780484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/annual-fine-arts-show-december-13-2009.html' title='Annual Fine Arts Show - December 13, 2009'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-3999741673328513205</id><published>2009-10-28T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T00:01:29.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Deepest and Greatest Fear</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who Wrote The Greatest Fear?? and does it really matter?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;attributed to Nelson Mandela&amp;nbsp; Our greatest fear is not that we are inadequate, but that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, handsome, talented and fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world.There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We were born to make manifest the glory of God within us. It is not just in some; it is in everyone. And, as we let our own light shine,we consciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our fear, our presence automatically liberates others. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Attributed to Marianne Williamson &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It doesn't matter where the message comes from. If it is good keep it, if not throw it out!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;OUR GREATEST FEAR is often attributed to Nelson Mandela or to Marianne Williamson. It is inaccurate to state it was quoted by Nelson Mandela in a 1994 speech. The passage appears nowhere in either of his two 1994 speeches. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Marianne Williamson explains the whole quote is her interpretation on a quote from A Course In Miracles, itself written by Dr. Helen Schucman who says she did not “write” it and instead was merely “the scribe”.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It may all be a truth or a lie. If you wanted to you could spend a few hours trying to figure it all out. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The message is good in both versions. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;While I do believe that Mandela said this better than anyone, I am interested in the fullness of the thought behind the words. The meaning is an important message for us all to take action in our lives right now! Therefore, if I may ask of you, I would like you focus on these particular lines: &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Your playing small does not serve the world. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There is nothing enlightened about shrinking &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so that other people won't feel insecure around you. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If these words strike a chord inside of you, then you will not only seek to shine, but allow and encourage others to shine. And specifically, you will seek to not make yourself small "so that other people won't feel insecure around you." &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Similarly, you will want others to not make themselves small around you either... yes? &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Therefore, I begin an interesting journey of self worth with you now... if you will allow me to shine... &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;FYI: In the mid and late 1990s, The Landmark Corporation, which gives the widely held and influential confrontive and “breakthrough”-catalyzing personal growth seminars such as their most well known course “The Forum”, featured the quote everywhere in their many well-attended seminar rooms throughout the U.S. and beyond — always with the name “Nelson Mandela” at the bottom. Whether this was out of unintended error, or whether, as I have sometimes suspected, it was intentional — in order to have the quote be received by everyone as being as fully awesome as it IS — I do not know. What I do know is that they are a very savvy, very canny and knowledgeable group. Why, IF they did, would they do it intentionally? Because the words of an unquestioned world famous sage (or, alternately, on the big screen) are, automatically… the “Deep Truth” or “important” and to be taken in, whereas the exact same powerful &amp;amp; true words of (what we so sadly call a) ‘nobody’ go unnoticed and unheralded and are — as many, MANY Social Psychology experiments have proven — perceived by nearly everyone as far less profound and important and amazing. (I’m sorry, but this is true about humans, and we do not want to believe it is true of us.) - Marcus &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;“The primary cause of disorder in ourselves &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;is the seeking of ‘reality’ promised by another.” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;-Krishnamurti &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The first three sentences of Mandala's quote are a quote WITHIN a quote, and are from “The Course In Miracles” — not from Marianne Williamson, let alone Nelson Mandela. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, to clarify: Marianne Williamson, not Nelson Mandela, is the author of the quote we’re all talking about (this is not debatable or a matter of opinion: It’s a matter of public record, there for all to look up, that the quote is in her book A Return To Love, which was published in 1992 — two years before Mandela’s 1994 Inaugural Address) — That sub-quote, WITHIN the quote, is from “A Course In Miracles” (first published- 1973)— a ‘channeled’ work that purports to be a direct message dictated from “Jesus” through the pen of a person named Helen Schucman. Helen Schucman, who died many years back, was a highly assimilated, (nominally) Jewish woman who taught medical psychology at Columbia (Medical Center?) in NYC and claimed to be an atheist or agnostic, yet who, nevertheless, starting in 1965 (and through to 1972), had exact words (which announced themselves as “a course in miracles”) ‘dictated’ to her by a voice which she felt compelled to write down until a nearly 700 page complete course was written. She herself was never comfortable with and/or didn’t believe in the material as absolute truth and the word of “Jesus”, yet had the experience of hearing it all and choosing to record it all regardless of what SHE thought of it. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Marianne Williamson, who STUDIED and was inspired and felt “awakened” by the Course In Miracles, wrote a commentary/reflections ON it. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;SO: The whole quote is Marianne Williamson’s drosh (riff) on a quote from A Course In Miracles, itself written by Dr. Helen Schucman (nee Cohn), who says she DIDN’T “write” it and instead was merely “the scribe”. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pretty trippy, and ‘tricky’. But now you know. (Life IS stranger than fiction…!) &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you are still reading this, there is one more turn to make this roller coaster in your mind take off and jump like a kangaroo.... &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;[From the web:] &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The quote, as cited at the top of this webpage, has numerous inaccuracies, to the point of real degradation of the actual quote and it’s power. If you want to read the actual words — the authentic, original quote — please go to Marianne W.’s website: I think it’s Marianne.com. You can also ‘go’ to google and google “Marianne Williamson and Nelson Mandela” and that will take everyone to the real origins of it — and to how much greater so very many people suddenly thought it was when they believed (incorrectly) that Mandela wrote it, as opposed to a (then) little-known young, spiritual Jewish woman. That itself is very telling about the psychological power of “attribution” — i.e. how we humans tend to give our power away to hero worship (a subtle form of idolatry) and experience something as being more “amazing” and having more value if we think it comes from someone famous and “great”. This is all the more ironic given the message of the quote! (…”It is not just in some of us; it is in all of us.”) … … &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;YES the quote is truly great and has its intrinsic truth and power regardless of WHO wrote it (and so in THAT sense, at THAT level, it doesn’t matter who wrote it) — yet if the misattribution had never been made and no one had believed it was from Nelson Mandela, none of you many souls who love it and have been so moved by it would ever have HEARD of it. (And, of course, it never would have been in those two movies.) &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Something to think on… So there you have it. How do feel now? &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Do the words of Mandela which are the words of Marianne, which are the words of Helen Schucman, who said they are not her words, but the words of "a voice" which seemed like Christ, whom she did not even believe in.... because she herself was Jewish, but had become an atheist... and yet she was able to accept the words and share them with us without judgment! &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;How's that for trippy? &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My conclusion: &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Truth doesn't care who said what... the Truth remains the truth and will eventually reach you even if Micky Mouse has to say it simply because he is the only one you will listen to. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"The Truth needs no defense." &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- A Course in Miracles &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In deepest appreciation and gratitude for our friendship and kinship, may we all remember our greatness and shine! I hope you enjoyed the journey.... Blessings, In the wild and wonderful dance of life.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;note: I did not write this but had it saved on my computer from the internet. If you are the author or know who is I would love to thank you and acknowledge you, please email me at taylyns@yahoo.com. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Repecting All My Relations, Painting, Drumming, and Creating in a Good Way. &lt;br /&gt;
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I have had the honour of working with many many meditation techniques.&amp;nbsp; All with reasonable success except today.. &lt;br /&gt;
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I went to a wonderful heart filled lecture today with the Sufi Meditation Centre.&amp;nbsp; I do not recall the speakers name but his words were soft and sweet. After his talk I tried the Whirling.. I need lots and lots more practice.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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After only a minute or so I was near on the floor.. now this is a practice that really takes focus!!! &lt;br /&gt;
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Wanting to find out more.. I looked at the books and found a small book of Rumi.. very sweet.. What a great day.. Whirling and Rumi.. &lt;br /&gt;
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It's raining</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/SuUYgdCJAFI/AAAAAAAAC7o/IXSmqnU9Y4U/s1600-h/DSC_6486_1622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/SuUYgdCJAFI/AAAAAAAAC7o/IXSmqnU9Y4U/s400/DSC_6486_1622.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-8456996923495682120?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8456996923495682120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/please-can-i-come-in-its-raining.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/8456996923495682120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/8456996923495682120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/please-can-i-come-in-its-raining.html' title='please can I come in.. 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At the back door!!!   me and the cats discussed how to handle this.. no real resolutions!!!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-2733667371732144729?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2733667371732144729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/banndit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/2733667371732144729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/2733667371732144729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/banndit.html' title='Banndit!'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/SuUYPpgB9gI/AAAAAAAAC7g/V2dZRvINEGg/s72-c/DSC_6479_1615.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-3333148468054110413</id><published>2009-10-25T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T20:29:56.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>and more</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/SuUXs8VxiwI/AAAAAAAAC7Y/WlnAPFxDWtw/s1600-h/DSC_6460_1596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; 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FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/SuUXjFON_UI/AAAAAAAAC7I/7LITPXuwmAI/s160/DSC_6457_1593.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  The trees are so bright and beautiful.. and for some odd reason more beautiful than ever!!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-7880003480038332645?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7880003480038332645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/fall-colours.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/7880003480038332645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/7880003480038332645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/fall-colours.html' title='fall colours'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/SuUXjFON_UI/AAAAAAAAC7I/7LITPXuwmAI/s72-c/DSC_6457_1593.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-5054634624056755610</id><published>2009-10-25T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T20:27:15.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hockey Night In Canada</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/SuUXEo5vLyI/AAAAAAAAC7A/5gFmdv-Fl2M/s1600-h/DSC_6437_1573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/SuUXEo5vLyI/AAAAAAAAC7A/5gFmdv-Fl2M/s160/DSC_6437_1573.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  It seems like every night is hockey night here at my daughters.  Both the grandsons play.. one four days a week and the other three days a week.

It is great fun!! watching.. as many a days have been spent in the area this lifetime..

was even considering putting on skates but the boys suggested I might break something.. sigh&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-5054634624056755610?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5054634624056755610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/hockey-night-in-canada.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/5054634624056755610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/5054634624056755610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/hockey-night-in-canada.html' title='Hockey Night In Canada'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/SuUXEo5vLyI/AAAAAAAAC7A/5gFmdv-Fl2M/s72-c/DSC_6437_1573.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-5889981575311041429</id><published>2009-10-23T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T09:55:06.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Olympic Excitement in Vancouver</title><content type='html'>It is&amp;nbsp;facinating being&amp;nbsp;back in Vancouver, the place where I was born, the home of my heart.&amp;nbsp; I've connected with dear old friends and family.&amp;nbsp; I've gone to my favorite restaurants and walked familiar streets.&amp;nbsp; I've been blessed&amp;nbsp;to see&amp;nbsp;the colours of the changing season, the deep reds, oranges, yelllows are&amp;nbsp;spectacular.&amp;nbsp; The green of the mountains and the blue of the sea a perfect scene for my current journey. &lt;br /&gt;
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The city is blooming with construction and preparations for the 2010 Olympics. I watch&amp;nbsp;as the pride of the city grows.&amp;nbsp; There&amp;nbsp;is a job here for everyone, many jobs and it is difficult for me to make the decision.&lt;br /&gt;
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The people of&amp;nbsp; Vancouver are awake and conscious.&amp;nbsp; It is a way of being.&amp;nbsp; They have a good life &amp;nbsp;and they know it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;They have a bounce in their step and&amp;nbsp;a smile&amp;nbsp;on their face.&amp;nbsp; They are polite, helpful&amp;nbsp;and kind.&amp;nbsp; There is an attitude of&amp;nbsp; "I can". Life is good here.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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As a gypsy girl, I have travelled and lived in a great many cities and small communities in Canada, US, Europe and even a&amp;nbsp;bit of South America.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;They all have their charm and their culture.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; There is no doubt in my mind that Vancouver has the most diverse culture of all.&amp;nbsp; There a pockets of ethnic communities within this city.&amp;nbsp; They are strong communities and although there is some violence and gang activity for the most part the people show a great deal of respect for each other.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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Diversity works here.&amp;nbsp; Diversity is seen in every aspect of life.&amp;nbsp;This week I collected&amp;nbsp; herbs from Chinatown, Italian Roast Coffee from little Italy and viewed the Northwest Coast Art at the Friendship Centre on one venture.&amp;nbsp;It took&amp;nbsp;only an hour.&amp;nbsp; Authentic ethnic food is plentiful, making a decision&amp;nbsp;difficult. Shall I have&amp;nbsp;dolmas, sushi, burritos, paneer?&amp;nbsp; So many decisions.&amp;nbsp;And what sport would you like to play?&amp;nbsp; There is more than hockey.&amp;nbsp; The parks, community recreation centres, areanas are overflowing with youth and parents watching a game.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;And then there is the Art, it is equally as diverse and spans those many cultures.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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It is good to be here and I look forward to the Olympics&amp;nbsp;Spirit.&amp;nbsp;When the time is right I will carry on exploring other parts of the world.&amp;nbsp;At&amp;nbsp;the end of the day Vancouver will always be my home.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-5889981575311041429?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5889981575311041429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/olympic-excitement-in-vancouver.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/5889981575311041429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/5889981575311041429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/olympic-excitement-in-vancouver.html' title='Olympic Excitement in Vancouver'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-2155874167853239306</id><published>2009-09-22T10:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T10:24:47.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Power Of Intimacy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/RAlGZD5LGv0' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/RAlGZD5LGv0'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have reposted this as I contemplate  Love.

Have I choosen LOVE! ?

How do I love? How do you love?

Witholding love is manipulative and abusive.   The sociopath knows this and uses it to control his/her victims. 

Do I withhold love?  Who am I withholding love from?  

Do you withhold love?  Who are you abusing? 

Have I truely chosen LOVE... 

I hear the music.... I really hear the music.. and it is getting louder and louder!! 

I stand in my INTIMACY! 

and in guarding it

I am at Peace again.   




&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-2155874167853239306?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2155874167853239306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/power-of-intimacy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/2155874167853239306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/2155874167853239306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/power-of-intimacy.html' title='The Power Of Intimacy'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-8653382513775086836</id><published>2009-09-22T04:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T04:13:17.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Om Namah Shivaya (Peaceful)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/npXhH9E4UAg' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/npXhH9E4UAg'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;thank you dear brother John.. 
I remember. 
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-8653382513775086836?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8653382513775086836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/om-namah-shivaya-peaceful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/8653382513775086836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/8653382513775086836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/om-namah-shivaya-peaceful.html' title='Om Namah Shivaya (Peaceful)'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-8741123208615996447</id><published>2009-09-21T18:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T18:29:39.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pooh Corner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/zzW3rb57Ks0' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/zzW3rb57Ks0'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;found this classic.. 
the little child inside likes it.. 
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-8741123208615996447?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8741123208615996447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/pooh-corner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/8741123208615996447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/8741123208615996447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/pooh-corner.html' title='Pooh Corner'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-719703627470537368</id><published>2009-09-15T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T11:23:14.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Listen Today.. Going to attempt to Join Nancy on the show</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.blogtalkradio.com/Artists--Ascension" style="background: url(http://www.blogtalkradio.com/Artists--Ascension/LivePlayerButton.gif) no-repeat 0px 0px; color: #333333; display: block! important; font-family: arial, sans-serif! important; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold! important; height: 80px! important; margin: 3px; padding-bottom: 8px! important; padding-left: 8px! important; padding-right: 8px! important; padding-top: 17px! important; text-decoration: none! important; width: 144px! important;" target="_blank" title="Listen to Artists &amp;amp; Ascension on Blog Talk Radio"&gt;Listen to Artists &amp;amp; Ascension&lt;span style="background: url(http://www.blogtalkradio.com/Artists--Ascension/LivePlayerButton.gif) no-repeat -8px -40px; display: block; filter: alpha(opacity=0)! important; font-size: 8px! important; height: 0px! important; margin: 0px; opacity: 0.0; overflow: hidden! important; padding-bottom: 0px! important; padding-left: 0px! important; padding-right: 0px! important; padding-top: 0px! important; position: fixed! important; width: 150px! important;"&gt; on Blog Talk Radio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-719703627470537368?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/719703627470537368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/listen-today-going-to-attempt-to-join.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/719703627470537368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/719703627470537368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/listen-today-going-to-attempt-to-join.html' title='Listen Today.. Going to attempt to Join Nancy on the show'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-9033027839872069021</id><published>2009-09-13T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T06:32:29.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WRITING OF STORIES..</title><content type='html'>For two year I have been writing&amp;nbsp;a story about&amp;nbsp;the relationship between A Raven and A Crow.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I thought it was done..&lt;br /&gt;
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and the Raven returned to the mystical lands similar to Camelot to be with the misunderstood Goddess.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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While in the magic land ,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;the Magician&amp;nbsp;came and talked to the Raven.&amp;nbsp; After a scolding,&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;magician &amp;nbsp;directed Raven in the truth of things.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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There is not much difference between a Raven and a Crow.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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Both have a place in&amp;nbsp;the mystical lands.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-9033027839872069021?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9033027839872069021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/writing-of-stories.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/9033027839872069021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/9033027839872069021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/writing-of-stories.html' title='WRITING OF STORIES..'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-5632511290856355274</id><published>2009-09-07T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T08:10:31.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Musings of my Insantiy..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Exploring Self .. digging into the depth of my personality, inner me, soul, spirit&amp;nbsp;or whatever one wants to call it&amp;nbsp;is an insane adventure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I&amp;nbsp;can hear a small litttle girl saying, "why can't everyone play nice.. she can go on and on about playing nice and&amp;nbsp;she even gives instructions on how to play nice."&amp;nbsp; And there is a hurt teenager, a happy teenager, a newborn and every age from prebirth to now.&amp;nbsp; Add to that other peoples inner children that need a place to hang out for a while. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I see Morrigana.. and Goddess Diana.. and Kali and White Buffalo Woman, Quan Yin, etc etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Morgan le fay and her Raven.. cause me a great deal of distress.. as does Goddess Diana. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I feel my ancestors all around.&amp;nbsp; Coming from mixed blood - there are soooo many songs .. they like to sing songs especially prayers... christain, tibetian, jewish, hindi, native.. they are always praying something and showing up in robes and&amp;nbsp;ceremonial dress.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Add to that the archtypes.. not just the ones of Jung but the archypes of modern day,, the Canadian, the American, the Nurse, the Artists, the creator, inner slut, inner tyrannt, inner lover, shesh too many to name. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;And must not forget the influences of malevelolent and benovolents ufo types,&amp;nbsp; Angels, Demons, Archangels, Witches and Magicians &amp;nbsp;and all.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Then there are the words, the many words&amp;nbsp;of teachers, gurus, shamans, my mother, my father, and everyone else in so called authority. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Then there are messages from trees, water, plants, animals and every other Relation.. in all my relations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;and must not forget that I am so sensitive I think, feel and hear so much that is not even mine.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: large;"&gt;Then there is the shapeshifting, out of body, travel to unknown lands and other psychic phenomenon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: large;"&gt;And what about Karma and Dharma... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: large;"&gt;and paying the rent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;No wonder I am feeling a somewhat insane..!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I really have to make a move before it all engulfs me more than it already has..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;anyone got any suggestions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-5632511290856355274?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5632511290856355274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/musings-of-my-insantiy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/5632511290856355274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/5632511290856355274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/musings-of-my-insantiy.html' title='Musings of my Insantiy..'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-1580807454237233391</id><published>2009-09-04T00:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T00:17:59.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lenka - The Show (with lyrics)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/M_-qbbCsAeM' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/M_-qbbCsAeM'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If I could only remember to enjoy the Show.. 
Off to a special place for a few days.. hopefully I can just enjoy the show. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-1580807454237233391?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1580807454237233391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/lenka-show-with-lyrics.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/1580807454237233391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/1580807454237233391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/lenka-show-with-lyrics.html' title='Lenka - The Show (with lyrics)'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-475754963909087204</id><published>2009-09-03T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T19:01:31.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YES you Can!</title><content type='html'>My friend John would often tell me ... the world has enough gurus and martrys and shamans and codependants... It has taken me a long long time .. but ..&amp;nbsp; Finally dear John I may have got it!! &lt;br /&gt;
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Many times in my life I have found myself infront of another saying "Yes, you Can!"&amp;nbsp; I am not sure how it all started.. think it was when I was a kid.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I actually think it came from a sweet lady who lived down the street from me, named Mrs. Saul.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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As a very young child I would visit her.&amp;nbsp; She would let me drink tea with her and had decorative jars of peanut butter and jelly which she shared with me time and time again.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
I believe it was her that first told me, "Yes you Can!"&amp;nbsp; you can do anything!&lt;br /&gt;
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My daughters, bless them.&amp;nbsp; Know They Can!&amp;nbsp; They are truely amazing women!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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So when my friend said to me&amp;nbsp; today.&amp;nbsp; "I just couldn't do it"&amp;nbsp; I wanted to say you still can but I stopped myself.&amp;nbsp; I stopped not because I don't believe he can I stopped because I saw a part of myself that needed to be more silent and it is time that I stopped &amp;nbsp;trying to be&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;guru or teacher&amp;nbsp;for so many other people.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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My heart is huge.&amp;nbsp; I feel it.&amp;nbsp; I know it.&amp;nbsp; However, there is a realization that I have done damage to my heart by being so&amp;nbsp;involved in others lives. &amp;nbsp; Strange musings but I see it now. &lt;br /&gt;
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It is not that I will not love the people in my world.&amp;nbsp; I do.&amp;nbsp; I love them dearly.&amp;nbsp; I will likely continue to support them in their dreams as I can.&amp;nbsp; I do however really need to assess my motivation when I do.&amp;nbsp; Is it self serving or is it truely from my heart?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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It is more that I seem to somehow get myself too involved in them "getting it"&amp;nbsp;.. Arrogant to say the least!!&lt;br /&gt;
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My children.. that is another story.&amp;nbsp; They are my children and I had a responsibility as a parent to teach them to be all they could be.&amp;nbsp; To love themselves no matter what.&amp;nbsp; Interestingly they don't seem to have the same need to be so involved in helping others .. it is not that they don't, they do, but have far better boundaries than I.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I am full of gratitude for this.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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Another step in me becoming more authenitc and honest with myself..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-475754963909087204?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/475754963909087204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/yes-you-can.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/475754963909087204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/475754963909087204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/yes-you-can.html' title='YES you Can!'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-1091160536175597558</id><published>2009-09-03T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T18:40:16.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>how I/ you Love and how do I/you Fear</title><content type='html'>Inspired by the writings of Gary Zukav.. &lt;br /&gt;
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"The many different parts of my personality can be grouped into two generic categories: love and fear. &lt;br /&gt;
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In the fear category are those parts of my personality that are angry, jealous, vengeful, frightened, that feel superior or inferior, that need to please or feel entitled, among others. They are also the parts that cannot stop thinking judgmental thoughts, or thoughts of another who will complete or save them, or over-eating, overthinging,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;gambling, over working, over doing.. etc. &lt;br /&gt;
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In other words, all of my obsessions, compulsions, and addictions are experiences of frightened parts of&amp;nbsp;my &amp;nbsp;personality.&lt;br /&gt;
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In the love category are the parts of your personality that are patient, caring, grateful, generous, kind, etc.&lt;br /&gt;
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My path requires me to challenge and heal&amp;nbsp;the frightened parts of&amp;nbsp;my &amp;nbsp;personality and cultivate and strengthen the loving parts.&amp;nbsp; When I challenge a frightened part of&amp;nbsp;my &amp;nbsp;personality again and again, it begins to lose its power over me. Eventually its power over me disintegrates. &lt;br /&gt;
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It is very easy to understand, but it requires a lot practice to do and the more&amp;nbsp;I &amp;nbsp;practice, the more self mastery I develop in my life. &lt;br /&gt;
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In other words,&amp;nbsp;I am&amp;nbsp;less and less in the control of frightened parts of me.&amp;nbsp; which means,&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;do not re-act (act again as&amp;nbsp;I have habitually acted in the past) in anger when&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;am angry, or withdraw emotionally when&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;feel rejected or become a millitant tyrant or arrogant in my so called knowing. &lt;br /&gt;
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How do you love and how do you fear?? &lt;br /&gt;
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AND WHAT HAPPENS WHEN I HAVE NO CONCEPT OF LOVE VS FEAR?&amp;nbsp; NOW THERE IS A QUESTION.. ? .... this might&amp;nbsp; be "becareful what you ask for question?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-1091160536175597558?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1091160536175597558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/how-i-you-love-and-how-do-i-fear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/1091160536175597558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/1091160536175597558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/how-i-you-love-and-how-do-i-fear.html' title='how I/ you Love and how do I/you Fear'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-7173769883814509004</id><published>2009-09-02T17:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T17:08:22.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can You Hear the Music?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/RAlGZD5LGv0' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/RAlGZD5LGv0'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can Hear the Music!!!! I hear it loudy!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-7173769883814509004?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7173769883814509004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/can-you-hear-music.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/7173769883814509004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/7173769883814509004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/can-you-hear-music.html' title='Can You Hear the Music?'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-7367945356427928905</id><published>2009-09-01T15:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T16:56:41.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mirrors of my Soul</title><content type='html'>As I sit here reviewing the past few days I am in awe. &lt;br /&gt;
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I believe in an inter connection of all things. I also I believe every person I meet is a teacher and often a mirror of myself. Sometimes the mirror is not very pretty. Sometimes the mirror is so beautiful I want to fall down on my knees in awe. Sometimes the mirror is clouded and sometimes clear. One thing for certain if I pay attention to the mirrors I learn a lot about me. It is never about the other person or other people. &lt;br /&gt;
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In my mirror theory I attempt to see one of three things or a bit of each. The person in my mirror could be the person I could be or the person I am or the person I used to be. &lt;br /&gt;
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I visited a woman yesterday. Someone I felt I owed an apology to for breaking all ties with her while I worked on some personal issues. She is much of a hermit and spends most of her day getting healings, talking to counselors and meditating. She rarely socializes and has no friends. She believes she is an Avatar, a direct incarnation of a great spiritual being. She also claims to be a Buddist. &lt;br /&gt;
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When she came to the door she had rage in her eyes. Her words were tyranical. She near physically threw me off her porch. I was stunned at first then I stopped and watched the mirror. &lt;br /&gt;
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Yep there is a part of me that is tyrannical and a part of me that is full of rage. There is also a part of me that could become a hermit, and spend all of my days getting counseling and healings and meditating. There is also a part of me that could believe I am some kind of an Avatar. As I walked away I mumbled to myself something like WOW. I could be her. What a horrid thought! &lt;br /&gt;
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Taking a big breath I got in my car and headed to the ocean. I love the sea.&lt;br /&gt;
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Barefoot I stood in the warm sand looking out at the crashing waves. I gave thanks to the meeting of the angry woman. I ask myself where does this come from what is the root of this anger. Not the anger of the woman I met today but where my anger comes from. I know I could certainly blame a few people that are around me at this time in my life but I also know it is deeper than this. It has nothing to do with them. &lt;br /&gt;
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I see the sailboats leaving the harbor. I hear in my head "Come Sail Away" by Styx. I feel my longing to be free. I sing out loud with the song in my head and dance along the watery shore. Two small children giggling and laughing join in my play. A blue heron becomes our audience. &lt;br /&gt;
We dance and we sing and make up new words to our song. The small boy picks up a stick and waves it like a sword.&amp;nbsp; He proudly announces "I am a pirate and will protect you forever more." &lt;br /&gt;
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The small girl twirls around and bows in royalty style. She graciously states, "I am a princess and will dance and sing and paint with you all day long." &lt;br /&gt;
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I am in awe at their simplicity and spontaneity. I drop to my knees in gratitude.&lt;br /&gt;
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A sweet small boy comes up to me crying and sad. He is about 9 or 10. He tells me he is frieghtened and scared. He tells me his sad story and how he doesn't want to go home. I try and find his parents but they are no where to be found. &lt;br /&gt;
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The Protector and the Princess invite the boy to play and dance and sing. I listen as their laughter echos in the wind. Where will this boy go?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; For now he can play with the othe children. &lt;br /&gt;
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As I reflect on the experiences of my day I see my inner children some happy some sad.. as the song goes. &lt;br /&gt;
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I love creative people and have many around me. I love to see new art and hear new music. I especially like the beating of a drum. To me it touches my very soul to be around and near new creations. A reflection of my own Creative Nature, always trying new things with my art, photography and drums. &lt;br /&gt;
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So when I am lied to I get to see the inner lier. When I am abused I see the inner abuser. When I see a persons inner beauty it reflects the inner beauty in me. When I see happy children it reflects that in me. &lt;br /&gt;
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My challenge is that I sometimes like to play with the darker side of things often trying to fix it or overpower it with light. Doesn't work. God knows I've tried.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-7367945356427928905?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sm-Vh3j8sys' title='Mirrors of my Soul'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7367945356427928905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/mirrors-of-my-soul.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/7367945356427928905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/7367945356427928905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/mirrors-of-my-soul.html' title='Mirrors of my Soul'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-371569255480362991</id><published>2009-09-01T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T16:50:59.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zipper Blue</title><content type='html'>I love creative people.. and love to support them to get thier music and art and their story out to the world.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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"We're excited to announce our first show! We'll be playing the main stage at the Spirit of Japantown Festival, closing out the festival from 4:15 - 5 p.m. in downtown San Jose. They're expecting over 12,000 people that day, but it would mean a LOT to us to have some friendly faces in the audience =) The festival will feature great food and lots of entertainment. Hope to see you there!" &amp;nbsp;Zipper Blues &lt;br /&gt;
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Date: Saturday, September 26, 2009 &lt;br /&gt;
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Location: Japantown, San Jose, CA (http://www.spiritofjapantownfestival.com/map.htm &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;You Can Find Zipper Blue on facebook.. Join their Fan Page to support them in obtaining their own fb web url. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-371569255480362991?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/371569255480362991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/zipper-blue.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/371569255480362991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/371569255480362991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/zipper-blue.html' title='Zipper Blue'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/Sp1k_omRMuI/AAAAAAAAC6I/4D2UkBOLYGQ/s72-c/n51151192923_1568913_5700354.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-8092503289627490143</id><published>2009-08-31T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T08:04:14.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Co-creation starts with imagination</title><content type='html'>"It is not the answer that enlightens, but the question." -- Decouvertes&lt;br /&gt;
"The man who has no imagination has no wings."-- Muhammad Ali&lt;br /&gt;
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Imagination is a tool of&amp;nbsp;my soul.&amp;nbsp;My imagination gives&amp;nbsp;me the opportunity to 'try on' new qualities and perspectives in my life. Through imagination,&amp;nbsp;I &amp;nbsp;can explore our past, problems, patterns, processes, plans, perceptions, principles, passions and purpose to uncover new possibilities.&lt;br /&gt;
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Without imagination,&amp;nbsp;I &amp;nbsp;stay stuck in the realm of the material, the past, the superficial and the literal. I remain one-tracked, instinctual and one-dimensional.&lt;br /&gt;
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My &amp;nbsp;imagination comes from my soul, subconscious and senses. Only through our imagination can I become multidimensional, experience more love, create more beauty, manifest more results, change our conditions, rewrite the past, and connect with divinity, purpose and others.&lt;br /&gt;
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"You see things; and you say, 'Why?' But I dream things that never were; and I say, 'Why not?'" -- George Bernard Shaw&lt;br /&gt;
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"Reason can answer questions, but imagination has to ask them."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; -- Ralph Gerard&lt;br /&gt;
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I love creativity and creative people be it artists, musicians, poets, writers - even some of the so called left brained people who create new science and new ways to do things if the old ways aren't working.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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The left brain theory is a lie.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Right brain-Left brain &amp;nbsp;is just a theory.&amp;nbsp; Perhaps one day science will prove it's existance or not.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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Even a hockey player is creative .. as the good ones imagine the puck in the net before the shot.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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I feel through creativity we will find solutions to the so called challenges in our world.&amp;nbsp; And then again maybe not. &lt;br /&gt;
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Doesn't really matter. Just the musing of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;
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And what shall I create today??? &lt;br /&gt;
am off to do that now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-8092503289627490143?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8092503289627490143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/co-creation-starts-with-imagination.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/8092503289627490143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/8092503289627490143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/co-creation-starts-with-imagination.html' title='Co-creation starts with imagination'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-6597164535816432240</id><published>2009-08-30T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T18:05:31.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The New ME!!</title><content type='html'>Thanks Tina.. now what do you think??
lol.. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/Spsh2fZXiTI/AAAAAAAAC5o/kyKTcQ2NdLM/s1600-h/2009-8-22+CD+Release+Party+BRS+052edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/Spsh2fZXiTI/AAAAAAAAC5o/kyKTcQ2NdLM/s160/2009-8-22+CD+Release+Party+BRS+052edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-6597164535816432240?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6597164535816432240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/6597164535816432240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/6597164535816432240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-me.html' title='The New ME!!'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/Spsh2fZXiTI/AAAAAAAAC5o/kyKTcQ2NdLM/s72-c/2009-8-22+CD+Release+Party+BRS+052edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-8193477830892013447</id><published>2009-08-30T15:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T15:31:04.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Avoiding the Void</title><content type='html'>"When we feel stuck, going nowhere -- even starting to slip backward -- we may actually be backing up to get a running start."-- Dan Millman&lt;br /&gt;
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To change,&amp;nbsp;I realize I&amp;nbsp;must go through a transition zone. It's not easy being in transition. Thoughts, beliefs and habits are all in flux. It&amp;nbsp;creates a sense of groundlessness, of being in a void that can be quite uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;
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When&amp;nbsp;I'm in the void,&amp;nbsp;my first impulse will be to revert to old habits because they feel comfortable.&amp;nbsp;My goal is to hang in there until the change is complete. Knowing that TRANSITIONS ARE PART OF THE CHANGE PROCESS helps me&amp;nbsp;muster the courage to put up with the discomfort, the uneasiness, the void.&lt;br /&gt;
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Change requires a letting go of what&amp;nbsp;I've always known and done to allow in something new.&amp;nbsp;I trust myself and higher forces to unfold a new reality.&lt;br /&gt;
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"Every positive change - every jump to a higher level of energy and awareness - involves a rite of passage. Each time to ascend to a higher rung on the ladder of personal evolution, we must go through a period of discomfort, of initiation. I have never found an exception."&amp;nbsp; -- Dan Millman&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-8193477830892013447?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8193477830892013447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/not-avoiding-void.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/8193477830892013447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/8193477830892013447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/not-avoiding-void.html' title='Not Avoiding the Void'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-6815392254636163257</id><published>2009-08-30T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T15:06:59.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When Forgiveness is a Lie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I fell asleep for months. Working really hard at forgiveness. Hours and hours have been spent on forgiving everyone and everything. I have prayed to every known god and goddess I could find. I danced in ceremony and ritual with teachers, priests and shamans I have known for many years. I worked so hard I collected volumes of articles, audios and techniques on forgiveness. Enough for a library. I have written many stories and even song... a forgivenss song. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I woke up this morning.. with this thought.."forgiveness is a lie" &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;"forgiveness is a lie?" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was one of those Ah HAH moments. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I do believe everything does happen for a reason. Not really divinely guided but guided by my inner desire to be more, learn more and be all I can be. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I also believe I get exactly what&amp;nbsp;I ask for.&amp;nbsp; The universe is very obliging.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So if everything happens for a reason and I got what I asked for then there is really nothing to forgive. Every event, every person in my life is there because I asked. No one outside myself committed a crime. I am not saying that others don't commit crime according to society standards. They do. But my decision to engage in the opinions and arguments of the many was all consuming and crazy making. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;I asked to see the shadow side of of me. The parts of me that I surpress and hide. So there should have been no surprise that I got to go to the depths of darkness and insanity.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; How else could I see the dark side of the inner me?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I do not need to forgive YOU.. or anyone else, the only one I need to forgive is ME and even that seem irrelevant at the momet. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;In my world there is no crime. Everything just is. I forgot this basic principle for a while. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Back to the Tao &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/SpgmG9FqwOI/AAAAAAAAC5g/4Fe2gWHCw6o/s1600-h/DSC_5903_1039.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" lk="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/SpgmG9FqwOI/AAAAAAAAC5g/4Fe2gWHCw6o/s320/DSC_5903_1039.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Everything Just IS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Enjoy THE SHOW&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-6815392254636163257?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6815392254636163257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/when-forgiveness-is-lie.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/6815392254636163257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/6815392254636163257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/when-forgiveness-is-lie.html' title='When Forgiveness is a Lie'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/SpgmG9FqwOI/AAAAAAAAC5g/4Fe2gWHCw6o/s72-c/DSC_5903_1039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-2504093304460396813</id><published>2009-08-29T17:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T17:47:54.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eva Cassidy Fields Of Gold @ Blues Alley 1996 (Montage)  (((Stereo)))</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/L3YVil3Ajjs' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/L3YVil3Ajjs'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is about feeling joyous, but knowing that the joy is going to end someday.

Sting wrote this after he bought a house near a barley field. The sunsets and the colors of the field were an inspiration for the lyrics, along with his love at the time. (thanks, Charlotte - coventry, England)

The major theme in this is commitment. It is about a man who has broken promises before, but is determined make this relationship last.

The story is chronological. It is about courtship, marriage, and eventual death. The two people in the song meet, court, fall in love (at this point, he reveals that he has never really made such a strong promise/commitment to someone) but feels he is ready to now. "See the children run," their offspring and the "jealous sky" refer to the Heavens. Even Heaven is jealous of their love/relationship. The esteemed sun is jealous. Eventually, he dies and tells his love that they will always remember their love specifically, when she thinks of him, he wants to be personified as such... walking in fields of gold (barley). (thanks, Hatch - Cincinnati, Ohio)

Sting started writing this on the guitar. He thinks his simple songs are often his best, and uses this as an example.

Sting's wife, Trudie Styler, considers this one of her favorites.

The album title is a play on Sting's real name, Gordon Sumner, as well as a reference to The Canterbury Tales. In the book, which was written by Geoffrey Chaucer in the 1400s, people from different backgrounds each tell stories, including tales by a nun, a miller, a knight, and a summoner. A summoner was someone who summoned a person for the king or some formal function. Like the book, Sting thought the album was a collection of songs that told many different tales.

Sting made a  comment about Eva Cassidy... this is how I wanted the song to sound... so it has been said.
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Prior to this I did another dance which made me cry, sit on the sofa in despair and involved wearing increasingly large dark clothes with no waists as my self-esteem plummetted.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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Here is the dance step &amp;nbsp;I used to do - I was a crazy maker..&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I was constantly concerned about everyone else being all they could be.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I would spend hours and hours supporting and&amp;nbsp;loving them.&amp;nbsp; I rarely took time out just for me.&lt;br /&gt;
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I've had many dance partners in this dance.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I sometimes was thanked but most of the time I would end up feeling used and abused.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The last partner in this dance was&amp;nbsp;irresponsible in major ways and got caught acting out.&amp;nbsp; I was confronted with deep sadness and intense rage.&amp;nbsp; I cried, yelled or whatever my frustration level eleicited.&amp;nbsp; He apologized and swore he was going to do his work.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;He finally left with his perfected crafted excuses tucked under his arm.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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Now one would think I would end the dance there.&amp;nbsp; Not a chance for you see I still believed I&amp;nbsp;help another&amp;nbsp;be all they can be.&amp;nbsp; So I manipulate a way to have another round.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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My&amp;nbsp;favorite dance&amp;nbsp;step dance&amp;nbsp;...&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;making sure&amp;nbsp;I was constantly being set up in a no win situation.&lt;br /&gt;
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Now I know that no matter what the dance, if one person stops dancing or changes the steps, the original dance ends. Some &amp;nbsp;may keep dancing for a while trying to keep you in their trap&amp;nbsp;but they begin to look foolish out there by themselves and eventually stop. &lt;br /&gt;
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I&amp;nbsp;can choose&amp;nbsp;my own&amp;nbsp;dance. I can stop dancing any time I choose. First&amp;nbsp;I have to take a restroom break and realize what dance&amp;nbsp;I am&amp;nbsp;in.&lt;br /&gt;
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Dancing under the moonlight.. heya ho .. heya ho..&lt;br /&gt;
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Belly Dancing anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-9219519676918881385?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9219519676918881385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/time-to-change-dance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/9219519676918881385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/9219519676918881385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/time-to-change-dance.html' title='Time to change the Dance'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-71262451600130485</id><published>2009-08-26T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T09:59:43.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Head Trips!!!</title><content type='html'>I forget that the mind is meant to be my servant, and too often allow it to run my life. My head is filled with a large committee or idiots, the mouth is ranting and raving, and the whole surrounding atmosphere is being polluted  arguments and opinions.

I like to go into the bathroom and shut off all the lights.  It is quiet and it is dark.  I sit and give the mind permission to say whatever is on my mind.    The amount of rubbish it spews is amazing. 

Flush!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-71262451600130485?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/71262451600130485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/head-trips.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/71262451600130485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/71262451600130485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/head-trips.html' title='Head Trips!!!'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-4697882739342869709</id><published>2009-08-26T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T09:48:53.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE Yourself!</title><content type='html'>Love yourself
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;
"It's surprising how many persons go through life without ever recognizing that their feelings toward other people are largely determined by their feelings toward themselves, and if you're not comfortable within yourself, you can't be comfortable with others."
-- Sydney J. Harris&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;
"We have the need to be accepted and to be loved by others, but we cannot accept and love ourselves. The more self-love we have, the less we will experience self-abuse. Self-abuse comes from self-rejection, and self-rejection comes from having an image of what it means to be perfect and never measuring up to that ideal. Our image of perfection is the reason we reject ourselves the way we are, and why we don't accept others the way they are."
-- Don Miguel Ruiz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;
"There is no freedom like seeing myself as I am and not losing heart."
-- Elizabeth J. Canham&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;
"If we could learn to like ourselves, even a little, maybe our cruelties and angers might melt away."
-- John Steinbeck&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-4697882739342869709?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4697882739342869709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/love-yourself.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/4697882739342869709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/4697882739342869709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/love-yourself.html' title='LOVE Yourself!'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-2541322262394545619</id><published>2009-08-24T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T19:21:22.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Take a break!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="bodyheader"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="bodyquote"&gt;"A good rest is half the work."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="bodyquoteauthor"&gt;-- Yugoslav Proverb&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="bodycontent"&gt;Strong work ethic? You can still justify taking a break. In fact, we NEED to take breaks -- regularly and frequently. Why? WE WORK MORE EFFECTIVELY WHEN WE DON'T WORK SO MUCH.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="bodycontent"&gt;Rest periods and vacations break our work routines. They help SHIFT OUR THINKING from its habitual, stuck patterns. They create the SPACE FOR ENERGY AND CREATIVITY to flow. They give us TIME FOR REFLECTION, so we can step back and look at what's happening in our lives with greater detachment. We become more sensitive and aware.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="bodycontent"&gt;And finally, we are stronger when we BALANCE DOING with BEING. All work and no play throws our life out of balance and endangers our health. Our bodies and minds need sufficient rest for recuperation. This is critically important with the level of stress in our lives these days.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="bodyquote"&gt;"The time to relax is when you don't have time for it."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="bodyquoteauthor"&gt;-- Sidney J. Harris&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="bodyquote"&gt;"I still need more healthy rest in order to work at my best. My health is the main capital I have and I want to administer it intelligently."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="bodyquoteauthor"&gt;-- &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1251166776_3"&gt;Ernest Hemingway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-2541322262394545619?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2541322262394545619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/take-break.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/2541322262394545619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/2541322262394545619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/take-break.html' title='Take a break!'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-6251785773451678266</id><published>2009-08-21T06:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T22:05:20.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where are the Female Teachers?</title><content type='html'>Over the past 30 or so years I have studied with many metaphysical teachers and shamans.  I have not just read their books but spent some real quality time with them. In some cases years.  They all have very keen minds and great stories to share. Some have large followings. The ones that are the most out there are truely great showmans.   THEY ARE ALL MEN!



Where are the Women? Is is a question I have been contemplating for many months now. For you see a circle of women can feed a community and raise an entire village. A circle of women can tear down a social system and rewrite laws.

It it is being said the world is coming up to what some call the consciousness shift or the destruction of the world shadow or the imploding of the world pain. Most agree it is a shift to the feminine. 

So sisters I ask is it not time to come forward.  There are secret societies of women that have been in existance since the beginning of time.  They have on occassion made their presence be known to me.  Many have died off and the remaining are up there in years.  Is it not time to come forward.  Is it not time to share your wisdom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-6251785773451678266?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6251785773451678266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/where-are-female-teachers.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/6251785773451678266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/6251785773451678266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/where-are-female-teachers.html' title='Where are the Female Teachers?'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-9169946639219793401</id><published>2009-08-20T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T08:48:41.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love your shadows</title><content type='html'>"There is that part of ourselves that feels ugly, deformed, unacceptable. That part, above all, we must learn to cherish, embrace, and call by name."
-- Macrina Wiederkehr

Each of us has characteristics we define as ‘good’ and those we define as ‘bad.’ The parts of ourselves that we continually reject want to be acknowledged and loved. Until we honour these aspects, they will continue to assert themselves. They will do whatever they can to get our attention.

What aspects of yourself do you reject?

Take a few moments to open to the parts of yourself that you do not love. See each one honestly for what it is. Explore the wounds and the motives that gave rise to its condition. Love a wounded part of yourself and it will heal.

"...self-contempt never inspires lasting change."
-- Jane R. Hirschmann and Carol H. Munter

"The first step toward change is acceptance. Once you accept yourself, you open the door to change. That's all you have to do. Change is not something you do, it's something you allow."
-- Will Garcia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-9169946639219793401?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9169946639219793401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/love-your-shadows.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/9169946639219793401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/9169946639219793401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/love-your-shadows.html' title='Love your shadows'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7118617456242095746.post-2375319530039128959</id><published>2009-08-19T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T00:49:30.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When Being Nice is Dangerous</title><content type='html'>Sociopathy, &lt;a title="Lovefraud: Psychopath/sociopath" href="http://www.lovefraud.com/01_whatsaSociopath/psychopath_or_sociopath.html"&gt;also called psychopathy&lt;/a&gt;, is a personality disorder characterized by deceit on a scale most of us cannot imagine.

&lt;a title="Lovefraud: Are sociopaths insane?" href="http://www.lovefraud.com/01_whatsaSociopath/sociopaths_insane.html"&gt;These men and women are not crazy&lt;/a&gt;; they know exactly what they are doing. Here is how Robert D. Hare, Ph.D., begins his book about psychopaths,

&lt;a href="http://www.lovefraud.com/Store.html"&gt;Without Conscience&lt;/a&gt;:
&lt;a name="back"&gt;"Psychopaths &lt;/a&gt;are social predators who charm, manipulate and ruthlessly plow their way through life, leaving a broad trail of broken hearts, shattered expectations and empty wallets. Completely lacking in conscience and feelings for others, they selfishly take what they want and do as they please, violating social norms and expectations without the slightest sense of guilt or regret."

I discovered that being nice and following social rules makes one a target for the sociopath.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7118617456242095746-2375319530039128959?l=taylynsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.lovefraud.com' title='When Being Nice is Dangerous'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2375319530039128959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/when-being-nice-is-dangerous.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/2375319530039128959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7118617456242095746/posts/default/2375319530039128959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylynsblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/when-being-nice-is-dangerous.html' title='When Being Nice is Dangerous'/><author><name>Linda Diane Taylor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13705139797189142682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vrmvsJBgNGI/S7qvQK6plCI/AAAAAAAADzk/0f31qLfH5kg/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
