<?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-3513854904621906222</id><updated>2011-07-08T00:21:40.909-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What's On My Mind Today!</title><subtitle type='html'>Rants and Ramblings that come to mind today.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladypamelasramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3513854904621906222/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladypamelasramblings.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lady Pamelas ~*~ Ramblings ~*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15972134625409226920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NEXxJshmNao/S6U6ZeHBxqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Jdu1GPacfDw/S220/Mom+new+28.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3513854904621906222.post-3083390538955047009</id><published>2010-05-04T12:10:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T12:26:01.673-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lite A Candle "For anyone or any reason"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.freecommenttags.com/import/graphics/Candles/candles-purple.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://www.freecommenttags.com/import/graphics/Candles/candles-purple.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;This site is one I wanted to share.&lt;br /&gt;You can lite a vitual candle which burns for 48 hours.&lt;br /&gt;For any reason. The idea is the same as if you lit one yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is all about the intent you want to send or create.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it does not work for some reason,&lt;br /&gt;here is the direct link:&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gratefulness.org/candles/enter.cfm?l=eng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gratefulness.org/candles/enter.cfm?l=eng"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3513854904621906222-3083390538955047009?l=ladypamelasramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladypamelasramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3083390538955047009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladypamelasramblings.blogspot.com/2010/05/lite-candle-for-anyone-or-any-reason.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3513854904621906222/posts/default/3083390538955047009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3513854904621906222/posts/default/3083390538955047009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladypamelasramblings.blogspot.com/2010/05/lite-candle-for-anyone-or-any-reason.html' title='Lite A Candle &quot;For anyone or any reason&quot;'/><author><name>Lady Pamelas ~*~ Ramblings ~*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15972134625409226920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NEXxJshmNao/S6U6ZeHBxqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Jdu1GPacfDw/S220/Mom+new+28.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3513854904621906222.post-3870474020354348755</id><published>2010-04-14T22:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T22:10:13.667-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Crow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images2.layoutsparks.com/1/105297/lonely-angels-black-crow.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 1000px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 800px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://images2.layoutsparks.com/1/105297/lonely-angels-black-crow.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Crow…Are you “cawing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;”So I may know, The secrets of balance,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Within my soul?Or are you sending, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;your sacred “caw”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Just to remind me, Of universal laws?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Be willing to walk your talk, speak your truth, know your life’s mission, and balance past, present and future in the now.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/3513854904621906222-3870474020354348755?l=ladypamelasramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladypamelasramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3870474020354348755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladypamelasramblings.blogspot.com/2010/04/croware-you-cawing-so-i-may-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3513854904621906222/posts/default/3870474020354348755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3513854904621906222/posts/default/3870474020354348755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladypamelasramblings.blogspot.com/2010/04/croware-you-cawing-so-i-may-know.html' title='The Crow'/><author><name>Lady Pamelas ~*~ Ramblings ~*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15972134625409226920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NEXxJshmNao/S6U6ZeHBxqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Jdu1GPacfDw/S220/Mom+new+28.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3513854904621906222.post-4370069001119735126</id><published>2010-04-14T14:18:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T14:28:30.256-06:00</updated><title type='text'>To My Soulmate....Which I have not yet met!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s2.hubimg.com/u/270077_f520.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 520px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 390px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://s2.hubimg.com/u/270077_f520.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;My Dearest Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I know at this moment you are away, but writing you helps to make our connection closer.It brings me nearer to your heart and allows you to clearly feel what is inside of mine.I don't want there to ever be a moment that you do not feel my love. So I decided t share it with you, even in your absence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;As I woke this morning, the first thought before I opened my eyes was of you. How very blessed I am to share such a magnificent connection with such as gifted soul. The mere thought of how intwined our souls are, quiets my mind and humbles my spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Thinking of how I feel when you look into my eyes. Fills me with security and calm. For I know within that gaze, there is no other for me but you. And with that, I feel complete.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The feel of your breath on my neck, as you come from behind and hold me. Makes my body surrender to you without thought. Knowing that within your arms, all is as it should be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;When we kiss, It takes me to places I once could only have dreampt were true. And errupts an unbridaled desire to yet again give myself to you, heart mind body and soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I miss you so very much yet I feel you reside with me at the same time. I'm looking forward to being within your arms again soon. Yet I am being very patient for I know timing is of the essence. And when you return, this mudane life I now live within will become brilliant and full of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;For now I will close my Love. But may every heartbeat you feel inside, bring you closer to my arms. So you may be able to feel how my heart pounds. When we have our first kiss, our first glance into each others eyes. And know that within each other hearts, we've found home!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Patiently Waiting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Your Amor'e,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Your Lady,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Your Soulmate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3513854904621906222-4370069001119735126?l=ladypamelasramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladypamelasramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/4370069001119735126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladypamelasramblings.blogspot.com/2010/04/to-my-soulmatewhich-i-have-not-yet-met.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3513854904621906222/posts/default/4370069001119735126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3513854904621906222/posts/default/4370069001119735126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladypamelasramblings.blogspot.com/2010/04/to-my-soulmatewhich-i-have-not-yet-met.html' title='To My Soulmate....Which I have not yet met!'/><author><name>Lady Pamelas ~*~ Ramblings ~*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15972134625409226920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NEXxJshmNao/S6U6ZeHBxqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Jdu1GPacfDw/S220/Mom+new+28.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3513854904621906222.post-1462292520606394556</id><published>2010-04-14T14:09:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T14:18:18.566-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.illuseum.com/NachtLichtMuseum/FaceInTheMirror.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 338px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 450px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.illuseum.com/NachtLichtMuseum/FaceInTheMirror.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Dear Mirror,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I had to write to you today because I think your reflection maker is broken.I looked at you today and seen things that concerned me a little bit. So I thought I had better address it to you right away before things get ugly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Could you please call the repair guy like A.S.A.P!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I am beginning to get a complex. And started to think I was getting old or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I seen grey things and lines that I know I wasn't suppose to see.I even cleaned you but it still was there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Something just isn't right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Please hurry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Be looking at you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Your Devoted Onlooker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3513854904621906222-1462292520606394556?l=ladypamelasramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladypamelasramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1462292520606394556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladypamelasramblings.blogspot.com/2010/04/dear-mirror-i-had-to-write-to-you-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3513854904621906222/posts/default/1462292520606394556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3513854904621906222/posts/default/1462292520606394556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladypamelasramblings.blogspot.com/2010/04/dear-mirror-i-had-to-write-to-you-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Lady Pamelas ~*~ Ramblings ~*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15972134625409226920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NEXxJshmNao/S6U6ZeHBxqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Jdu1GPacfDw/S220/Mom+new+28.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3513854904621906222.post-896368389216138010</id><published>2010-03-21T15:13:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T15:17:50.637-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Music</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I played connect the dots with your beauty marks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And I ended up with picture perfect sheet music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I read your musical notes with a composer's eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And heard our song for the first time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My spine is still tingling!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;~*~ Sage Francis ~*~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://leadership.uoregon.edu/upload/images/music.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 450px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 323px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://leadership.uoregon.edu/upload/images/music.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3513854904621906222-896368389216138010?l=ladypamelasramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladypamelasramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/896368389216138010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladypamelasramblings.blogspot.com/2010/03/our-music.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3513854904621906222/posts/default/896368389216138010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3513854904621906222/posts/default/896368389216138010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladypamelasramblings.blogspot.com/2010/03/our-music.html' title='Our Music'/><author><name>Lady Pamelas ~*~ Ramblings ~*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15972134625409226920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NEXxJshmNao/S6U6ZeHBxqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Jdu1GPacfDw/S220/Mom+new+28.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3513854904621906222.post-8337916007707252862</id><published>2010-03-20T15:36:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T13:05:54.065-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Take time to appriciate those you love now!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;To often I hear from people,&lt;br /&gt;I should have! If I only would have!&lt;br /&gt;Why didn't I do that? Or similar things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have no promise other than this minute.&lt;br /&gt;We can do whatever we choose to do, Now!&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is more important than this second in time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is an example of one I did.:&lt;br /&gt;My brother who was still in his 40's at the time. Was alawys asking me to come and enjoy time and sit in his hot tub. Well time and time again I said,"Awesome! I would love to. We will have to set a date to do that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time passed and this simply didn't happen.Life had to many things going on for me to take out 1 or 2 hours to simply do it. I had babies to attend to. Meals to make. Meetings to attend. And we can't forget,a house that was dirty and had to be cleaned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time passed and now he had offered this for well over 6 months. I never forgot, I simply was just to busy to take time out to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day while I was doing my norml changing diapers/cooking/chasing kids etc. ... There was a knock at the door. It was two of my family members standing there. Both looking very serious. I invited them in and shortly after, they told me my brother had died in a snowmobile accient.My world was crushed. I could not concieve what was being said let alone absorb the news.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am not saying I hold guilt for not going to visit with him. But what I am saying is, I chose to do things that could have waited instead of creating a lasting memory with my brother.. Had I have chosen to go and spend time,we would have been a wonderful and cherrished memory now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I do not recall what I cleaned or did that days I chose not to go...See what I mean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharing moments together is what this life is all about. The connection of the sharing between two souls the key. Memories created through each of those times is what keeps you alive when you pass. It is also what helps those left behind to endure and heal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell those you love today,that you love them. Let them hear from you face to face,the beautiful things you see in them. Remind them of of cherrished memorries you hold dear to your heart,about them. For tomorrow you may be saying, "If I would have only.....!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A POEM:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Mindful of the Moment&lt;br /&gt;bY: Neil Harding McAlister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The here and now is all we hold through times of joy and sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may watch fulsome years unfold -- or may not see tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be mindful of the moment. Pay attention to each one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past has fled beyond our grasp, the future’s yet to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no way to measure what ensuing days might bring,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So seize the utmost pleasure found in every daily thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The road of life is far too short: no need to travel fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Investigate the wonders that lie strewn along the path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tender leaves on springtime trees, rough pebbles on the ground,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The snowflakes drifting on the breeze that fall without a sound,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are all unique and precious, if we take the time to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No two have been identical in all eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this not true of people too? Be mindful, then, of each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both strangers and those close to you have useful things to teach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two of us part richer if we pass the time of day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don’t just brush each other off, then hurry on our way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preoccupied by urgent schemes of business, love or power,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By gambling on our future dreams, we lose the present hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A life is forged of moments linked together like a chain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live each in full -- for down this road we shall not pass again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geekologie.com/2007/07/16/now-watch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 450px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 383px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.geekologie.com/2007/07/16/now-watch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3513854904621906222-8337916007707252862?l=ladypamelasramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladypamelasramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8337916007707252862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ladypamelasramblings.blogspot.com/2010/03/take-time-to-appriciate-those-you-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3513854904621906222/posts/default/8337916007707252862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3513854904621906222/posts/default/8337916007707252862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladypamelasramblings.blogspot.com/2010/03/take-time-to-appriciate-those-you-love.html' title='Take time to appriciate those you love now!'/><author><name>Lady Pamelas ~*~ Ramblings ~*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15972134625409226920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NEXxJshmNao/S6U6ZeHBxqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Jdu1GPacfDw/S220/Mom+new+28.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
