<?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-6693034519449351444</id><updated>2012-03-03T06:46:05.994-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sanaya Says ...</title><subtitle type='html'>"Life is full of tests.  It is not multiple choice.  There is only one answer."  Suzanne Giesemann</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>596</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-2885813035643091687</id><published>2012-03-03T06:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-03-03T06:46:05.999-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Mission</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;All of heaven rejoices when another spirit is welcomed back to the fold from their journey into human form.  It is always with uncertainty but the greatest joy that we send a spirit entity to experience life in physical form.  The uncertainty comes from knowing that the truth of your identity will become clouded over by ego thoughts.  Spirit will be hidden behind the veil of the body and its lower vibrations.  Will you fulfill your task of lifting the veil, or will you miss the signs along the way that say, “Awaken!  Slumber no longer!”? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remain not in the darkness, but remember why you have come.  Turn up your light and love those around you.   In this way, spark the memories of whence you came.  When you leave the body behind and return from this earthly mission, the intensity of your light will be the measure of how much you have gained.  You add that gain—that increase—to the Whole, thus enriching all of Spirit.  Quite a beautiful journey is this ongoing experience you call Life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-2885813035643091687?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/2885813035643091687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/03/your-mission.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/2885813035643091687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/2885813035643091687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/03/your-mission.html' title='Your Mission'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-1405757915625228807</id><published>2012-03-02T08:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-03-02T08:32:55.025-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Recycling</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;There is an aspect of this work of mediumship which has nothing to do with your so-called religion or spirituality.  It is pure science—the science of consciousness and vibration.  But the greater aspects most certainly point you toward God—a loving God.  Do you not see, through this connection with those no longer in physical forms, the truth in the teachings that life is eternal?  Do you not see that there is indeed a Guiding, Organizing, Designing force?  Do you not see that what you do in each moment of your eternal existence matters, for each thought and action raises or lowers your personal vibration?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The goal of life is the evolution of your soul to rise to the point where you reach the God-head and are once again completely one with that G.O.D. force—no longer imagining separation as you do so clearly now. Your loved ones exist forever, as do you.  They come through in mediumship to help prove this point.  Have patience with your scientists.  They will come around.  What goes around, comes around, and all of life is merely a recycling of the G.O.D. Force … of Love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-1405757915625228807?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/1405757915625228807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/03/recycling.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/1405757915625228807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/1405757915625228807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/03/recycling.html' title='Recycling'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-435368514131908774</id><published>2012-03-01T07:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-03-01T07:04:35.975-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Rein</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cx7cvR1e4Co/T09lz2mJOyI/AAAAAAAAALE/RoC8IQg2hko/s1600/cowgirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cx7cvR1e4Co/T09lz2mJOyI/AAAAAAAAALE/RoC8IQg2hko/s200/cowgirl.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5714898393659685666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cowboys on their horses gallop about the plains with such freedom.  Look at the cooperation between man and beast.  The horse has something to offer man, and they work together.  Man cares for the horse in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of life is about interrelationships and cooperation.  Does not the horse have a soul?  Your so-called horse whisperers can touch it.  In nature, creatures understand cooperation.  It is the human who fights the natural order, allowing ego to get in the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not fight the spirit within.  Your body is along for the ride.  It is Spirit which gives you freedom.  You have the free will to decide if you will combat or cooperate.  Will you dig in your spurs when Spirit nudges you or give it free rein?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-435368514131908774?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/435368514131908774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/03/free-rein.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/435368514131908774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/435368514131908774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/03/free-rein.html' title='Free Rein'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cx7cvR1e4Co/T09lz2mJOyI/AAAAAAAAALE/RoC8IQg2hko/s72-c/cowgirl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-5905239374108732011</id><published>2012-02-29T07:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-29T07:30:55.489-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Always Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Resurrection – the bringing back to life of one who has passed.  This is a human concept, for Life cannot be taken away.  Jesus walked as a man, but he knew the truth that Life is eternal and that the kingdom of God lies within.  What does this mean?  That you, within, are pure Spirit, created in the image of the Father, and cannot die.  If you were to know and believe this with all your heart and soul, then you, too could perform miracles.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the belief that creates or negates the reality.  Believe that you, too, will be able to rise again after you leave your body and appear before your human counterparts as if in corporeal form.  Many who have passed do, indeed, do so to show that they are still here.  All do experience life after death.  Await your own resurrection with confidence, but create heaven on earth now with your own loving thoughts.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-5905239374108732011?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/5905239374108732011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/02/always-here.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/5905239374108732011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/5905239374108732011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/02/always-here.html' title='Always Here'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-4069823835185348368</id><published>2012-02-28T07:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-28T07:47:50.897-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Vital Role</title><content type='html'>Note from Suzanne:  For those new to this blog, please know that like Sanaya's daily messages, the poetry flows non-stop in mere minutes while in a state of meditation.  Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lights come on.  The stage is lit.&lt;br /&gt;Where in this drama do you fit?&lt;br /&gt;Are you to be a small, bit actor,&lt;br /&gt;Or in your life a major factor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not discount your vital role.&lt;br /&gt;So important is your soul.&lt;br /&gt;For each such love he has to share,&lt;br /&gt;And in this way your soul lay bare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, on a stage you do this act&lt;br /&gt;Where all can see how you react&lt;br /&gt;To life’s ordeals—the ups and downs&lt;br /&gt;In which you play both victims and clowns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When all the acting gets too hard,&lt;br /&gt;Step off the stage and just regard&lt;br /&gt;The drama and action and stage design&lt;br /&gt;While you consider your next vital line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t get wrapped up in all the drama,&lt;br /&gt;The murder and mayhem and also the trauma.&lt;br /&gt;Watch with compassion as life goes by&lt;br /&gt;On the stage where nothing can ever really die.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-4069823835185348368?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/4069823835185348368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/02/your-vital-role.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/4069823835185348368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/4069823835185348368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/02/your-vital-role.html' title='Your Vital Role'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-3066675852779979516</id><published>2012-02-27T07:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-27T08:02:24.308-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspired</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ienj8W15hCo/T0t-20lOJxI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EVSpgZ8klwo/s1600/hands-1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 124px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ienj8W15hCo/T0t-20lOJxI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EVSpgZ8klwo/s200/hands-1-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5713800032542402322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;May you see the Presence of God in all beings.  May you gaze upon the face of another and see your Own.  May first impressions not sway you from the recognition of God within another.  May you greet all strangers as if meeting a Friend.  May you embrace their soul as if reuniting with a long-lost loved one.  May each encounter be magical, as you reconnect with a part of your Self that fragmented before each of you was born into physical existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this way of seeing your fellow man, may your own soul grow in leaps and bounds of boundless joy as you realize that you never were alone at all—that the part of you that breathes breathes in all others and never stops breathing, even when the body is gone.  It is the breath of Life that needs no physical lungs to inspire and no physical heart to throb.  You are inspired by God.  You cannot expire, nor can your brother.  Greet your brother with this knowingness, and life takes on new joy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-3066675852779979516?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/3066675852779979516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/02/inspired.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/3066675852779979516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/3066675852779979516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/02/inspired.html' title='Inspired'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ienj8W15hCo/T0t-20lOJxI/AAAAAAAAAK4/EVSpgZ8klwo/s72-c/hands-1-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-6242183968998970846</id><published>2012-02-26T07:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-26T07:29:39.278-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Enough</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;“Am I loving enough?”  This most simple of phrases can get you through the most difficult of times.  If the answer to this question is yes, then you are placing your focus on what is most important.  You are allowing love to flow.  If the answer is no, then you are now aware that somewhere within you is a blockage of that most powerful of elixirs.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is “enough”?  When it comes to love, there is no limit.  “Loving fully” comes close to the answer.  If you ask yourself, “Am I loving enough?” whenever you remember to do so, and you are loving fully, then you will find peace.  When you love with all your heart and soul, you have loosed your True Self and found authenticity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you loving enough?  Start with yourself—a good place to begin—and move on from there.  Peace awaits on this most joyous of journeys.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-6242183968998970846?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/6242183968998970846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/02/enough.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/6242183968998970846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/6242183968998970846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/02/enough.html' title='Enough'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-4160172181252704454</id><published>2012-02-25T07:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-25T07:41:25.595-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kindergarten Lessons</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Give yourself the gift of patience.  You are much harder on yourself than on others.  You are a work in progress—a true work of art.  God is molding you bit by bit with loving care.  You want to rush the job and reach perfection now.  Would you rush the artist?  Would you tell the sculptor to put a little tuck there, tell the painter to dab a little paint there?  Perhaps you would.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your life is, indeed, a collaborative effort, but who has the greater picture?  Who is unencumbered by duality—by ups and downs, highs and lows, and all of the other human experiences?  You bring much to the Artist’s studio, but do you really want to hold all of the brushes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember painting with your fingers … dipping into the gooey mess of color and simply swirling about wherever the spirit moved you?  Relax, my friend, and let Spirit move you today.  Be loose.  Be guided.  Swirl about with joy, for you are being perfectly crafted, even if all is not yet perfect in your eyes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-4160172181252704454?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/4160172181252704454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/02/kindergarten-lessons.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/4160172181252704454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/4160172181252704454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/02/kindergarten-lessons.html' title='Kindergarten Lessons'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-3851109067946036744</id><published>2012-02-24T08:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-24T08:11:26.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'>For God's Sake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wsBAIj17dcc/T0eMeES5npI/AAAAAAAAAKs/qPoTm9bwyAo/s1600/dove%2Bin%2Bhands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wsBAIj17dcc/T0eMeES5npI/AAAAAAAAAKs/qPoTm9bwyAo/s200/dove%2Bin%2Bhands.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5712689100519743122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tried and true is the method.&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing to do but sit still.&lt;br /&gt;Take some deep breaths as you close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And quiet your thoughts if you will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no need for trying.&lt;br /&gt;There’s nothing you need do.&lt;br /&gt;Just sit there in the silence&lt;br /&gt;And God will come to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s just an inner feeling&lt;br /&gt;That starts out as a glow—&lt;br /&gt;A feeling that starts in the heart&lt;br /&gt;Then spreads up from below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It fills you with its Presence&lt;br /&gt;Until you feel the tears&lt;br /&gt;That trickle slowly down your face&lt;br /&gt;And you release your fears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God’s been there right inside you&lt;br /&gt;All this time just standing by&lt;br /&gt;For you to sit and call His name,&lt;br /&gt;Not up there in the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m here,” He calls, “A part of you.&lt;br /&gt;And now you’ll truly grow&lt;br /&gt;As hand-in-hand we walk this path&lt;br /&gt;And you allow My love to flow.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So do not keep it bottled up&lt;br /&gt;Now that this truth you’ve found.&lt;br /&gt;Share it freely, send it out&lt;br /&gt;Keep My love no longer bound.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Come back to me quite often.&lt;br /&gt;In the silence you will find me.&lt;br /&gt;At frequent times throughout the day&lt;br /&gt;Stop and focus to unbind me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This union you have formed is strong.&lt;br /&gt;Now that you are awake,&lt;br /&gt;A whole new life awaits you&lt;br /&gt;When you do all for God’s sake.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-3851109067946036744?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/3851109067946036744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/02/for-gods-sake.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/3851109067946036744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/3851109067946036744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/02/for-gods-sake.html' title='For God&apos;s Sake'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wsBAIj17dcc/T0eMeES5npI/AAAAAAAAAKs/qPoTm9bwyAo/s72-c/dove%2Bin%2Bhands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-5171426036729433430</id><published>2012-02-23T06:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-23T06:34:14.569-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All That</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;“All That Is.”  How often do you hear this term for your Source?  Do you take it literally, or do you envision exclusions?  Does the All That Is include the terrorist?  Does the All That Is include the so-called sinner?  We have been speaking of late of darkness as the lack of light.  Within all things is a Spark, or that thing or being would not exist.  In some the light is so clouded you cannot see it, but Spirit is omnipresent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“All That Is” means exactly that.  It means you, as well.  You are a facet of All That Is just as Jesus, Krishna, Buddha, and Muhammad were and are facets of All That Is.  All merely display greater or lesser light.  There are no exclusions.  See yourself as part of That and realize how very vital is your role.  See how you fit in with That and That and That and feel your connection.  You do not stand alone, and you cannot fall.  Rise above your human consciousness.  See the world with spiritual consciousness, for that is All That Is.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-5171426036729433430?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/5171426036729433430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/02/all-that.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/5171426036729433430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/5171426036729433430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/02/all-that.html' title='All That'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-2312441066075666904</id><published>2012-02-22T08:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-22T08:10:08.569-05:00</updated><title type='text'>With Loving Care</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;“Oh, don’t look at me, today!” you tell your friends.  “I look so awful!”  And then you do proceed to list your many imperfections.  Your friends protest, for they do not see what you see.  Is it not true that perception is reality?  How does your Higher Self perceive you?  With understanding, of course.  With patience.  With love.  Can you do the same?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The outer often reflects the inner.  Is the outer unhealthy or uncared for?  You are always cared for by your Source on a grand scale, but on the human scale each thought and action is up to you.  Quiet the constant self-criticism, please, so that you can hear the voice of your Higher Self whispering, “You are loved.  You are safe.  Treat yourself with the same loving care I feel for you.  Speak to yourself kindly.  Love yourself.  You have no imperfections in My eyes.  Respect Me, please, and respect this body and soul we are using.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-2312441066075666904?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/2312441066075666904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/02/with-loving-care.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/2312441066075666904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/2312441066075666904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/02/with-loving-care.html' title='With Loving Care'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-3904443963607693638</id><published>2012-02-21T07:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-21T07:45:18.071-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Goals</title><content type='html'>Note from Suzanne:  Later this week I will be presenting a talk on "Mastering Meditation" to a group called the "Healthy, Wealthy, and Wise Club.  I wasn't consciously thinking about the name, but Sanaya had a bit to say this morning ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Healthy, wealthy, and wise.  Laudable goals for a human being.  Is one more preferable than another?  What would you gain from attaining each?  If it is power, we ask you to examine your motives more closely.  If it is peace, then you are on the right track.  What good are health, wealth, and wisdom if they bring not peace?  What good are they if not used to spread that peace and joy to others?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More and more and more wealth and wisdom will not bring about more and more and more peace.  Money is a thing.  Peace is a state.  Wisdom helps you to attain this.  The measure of true wisdom is how it is used to bring more goodness into your world.  Health follows peace in most cases, but not all, for certain life lessons must be learned through illness.  There is the matter of karmic debt, a very real thing.  This is when peace becomes a goal even greater than health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can be healthy or unhealthy, wealthy or poor, wise or not and still find peace, then you have a treasure beyond words.  How to attain this oft-elusive peace?  Sit in the silence, my friend, and ask that question of God.  Repeat this practice until you have your answer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-3904443963607693638?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/3904443963607693638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/02/goals.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/3904443963607693638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/3904443963607693638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/02/goals.html' title='Goals'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-6142522396701523325</id><published>2012-02-20T08:13:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-20T08:19:22.744-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Standing Tall</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O-YhksnmHaI/T0JHz1cmEvI/AAAAAAAAAKU/knx1sRivfjc/s1600/settingsunatmosphere.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 136px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O-YhksnmHaI/T0JHz1cmEvI/AAAAAAAAAKU/knx1sRivfjc/s200/settingsunatmosphere.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5711206233305125618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;An ostrich buries its head in the sand, you say.  Have you been accused of doing the same?  When on the spiritual path, you begin to see far more light than darkness.  Has the world changed?  Yes.  YOUR world has brightened, for you have changed your focus.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perception is reality.  Darkness may continue around you, for so many feel the need to focus their attention on perceived darkness. You need not walk in their shoes.Once the Light shines inside you, the way is very clear.  Allow others to wallow if they will.  Send them love, then walk on, shining brightly.  It is a choice you make from moment to moment:  to give power to darkness, which is not a thing at all, or to see and be only goodness.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this naïve, or is this Truth in action?  What has focusing on darkness brought to others?  What has focusing on Love and Light brought to YOU?  It has brought you peace, has it not?  This enables you to share your light with others, even if you mistakenly believe it is only with one soul at a time.  The effects are more far-reaching than you realize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead.  Stick your head in the sand, but be like your so-called tiki torch.  Stand there and glow—perhaps the only light on the beach.  But to what will others on the beach be attracted?  To more of the same darkness, or to one solitary ray of light?  Shine on, oh brave ostrich.  You are the torch in the darkness.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-6142522396701523325?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/6142522396701523325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/02/standing-tall.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/6142522396701523325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/6142522396701523325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/02/standing-tall.html' title='Standing Tall'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O-YhksnmHaI/T0JHz1cmEvI/AAAAAAAAAKU/knx1sRivfjc/s72-c/settingsunatmosphere.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-9041752716176151820</id><published>2012-02-19T06:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-19T06:49:20.952-05:00</updated><title type='text'>True vs. False</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2Y9x6W9Zgc/T0DhtZX8KPI/AAAAAAAAAKI/fQgvqk9Kyus/s1600/KimDoveFlyer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 162px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2Y9x6W9Zgc/T0DhtZX8KPI/AAAAAAAAAKI/fQgvqk9Kyus/s200/KimDoveFlyer.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5710812497527449842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you not understand that the devil is a human creation and not a reality?  God is.  God is all that is.  God is all goodness and love.  THAT is the only power that is.  All else is a lack of God-power.  “How can this be?” you ask.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is darkness?  Is it a real thing?  Does it have power?  No.  It is merely the lack of light.  What is evil?  Is it a real power?  No.  It is merely a lack of Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The devil exists only within human consciousness, and only if you allow this false creation into your reality.  To the one who truly knows God, the devil is not a power.  Evil is a human trait.  Rise above your humanness to the conscious vibration of Spirit.  There you will find no evil and no devil, for imbued with the consciousness of Light, there can be no darkness.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-9041752716176151820?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/9041752716176151820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/02/true-vs-false.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/9041752716176151820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/9041752716176151820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/02/true-vs-false.html' title='True vs. False'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2Y9x6W9Zgc/T0DhtZX8KPI/AAAAAAAAAKI/fQgvqk9Kyus/s72-c/KimDoveFlyer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-3532048226154721174</id><published>2012-02-18T08:19:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-18T08:19:56.525-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Well Within Reach</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;You are told to reach for the stars.   Why is this?  Because the far away glittering light is a bit magical.  It represents the unknown.  Yes, a bit out of reach, but something solid that you can achieve.  But is it really solid?  Your scientists tell you the star may no longer even exist—that you are viewing the remnants of it in the form of light.  Go within your consciousness and there you will find treasures beyond belief, yet well within your reach.  The light there can burn far brighter than any star.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you reach this light that for many seems out of reach?  You clear away the clutter—the weeds that have been choking off your earthly dreams.  Reach not for the stars, but dust off your dreams that lie there within you.  The dust and dirt comes in the form of your own consciousness telling you that you are unworthy and incapable of achieving your greatest desires.  Be the shining star you are.  Recognize the lies you tell yourself, and allow your greatness, your inner divinity, to shine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-3532048226154721174?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/3532048226154721174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/02/well-within-reach.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/3532048226154721174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/3532048226154721174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/02/well-within-reach.html' title='Well Within Reach'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-237738291780702437</id><published>2012-02-17T08:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-17T08:22:04.242-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Personal Fragrance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BjWZlLy1dAA/Tz5UTnau1WI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/VutjdZ7D6Iw/s1600/blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BjWZlLy1dAA/Tz5UTnau1WI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/VutjdZ7D6Iw/s200/blog.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5710094073527719266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A fragrant stew cooks on the stove.  Its aroma wafts throughout the house so that all know what meal awaits.  It is a reliable signal.  Do you know that you send out signals as well?  No, we are not talking about scent or sight, but vibration.  All is energy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those sensitive to energy can read you like a book in an instant.  This is what you will encounter when you pass to the realm of pure spirit.  There are no secrets there.  All is recorded by your vibrational signature.  You resonate or don’t instantly with all other beings of light.  Here and now you can get away with things and thoughts with some who are not sensitive, but not always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine if all could smell your thoughts like a stew on the stove.  Would you not wish others to anticipate your arrival and revel in your presence rather than being repelled?  Your every thought builds up or drags down your “scent.”  Be as beautifully aromatic as you can.  Love is life’s sweetest perfume.  Spray it about liberally.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-237738291780702437?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/237738291780702437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/02/your-personal-fragrance.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/237738291780702437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/237738291780702437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/02/your-personal-fragrance.html' title='Your Personal Fragrance'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BjWZlLy1dAA/Tz5UTnau1WI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/VutjdZ7D6Iw/s72-c/blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-7546989432134673354</id><published>2012-02-16T06:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-16T06:45:14.768-05:00</updated><title type='text'>From the Inside Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;You wear a cast on a limb to fix a broken bone.  But does the cast do the work?  Of course not.  The cast is merely a tool that allows healing to take place.  Your body is a similar tool.  It allows Spirit to work.  The body can take no credit for the activity of Spirit.  Spirit, like healing within the cast, will do its work with or without the body.  Unlike a cast, the body can move.  It is quite a useful tool for Spirit to use in expressing itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you keep spirit encased and immobile as if in a cast, or give it full expression?  You control its expression with your consciousness.  Spirit longs to express its true nature of love and goodness.  Spirit is eternal and perfect.  It is the human that is imperfect. In expressing your true nature, it is you who heals—you, as the human being. Heal yourself from the inside out.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-7546989432134673354?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/7546989432134673354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/02/from-inside-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/7546989432134673354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/7546989432134673354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/02/from-inside-out.html' title='From the Inside Out'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-6216878302164738039</id><published>2012-02-15T07:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T07:58:33.410-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;How will you be remembered?  We speak not of what loved ones will say when you depart from this world to enter the next.  How will you be remembered when you depart from one room to the next?  From one house to the next?  From the presence of one person to the next?  What residual energy do you leave behind?  It is a tangible thing, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A part of you lingers where ’ere you go.  How will you be remembered?  Will you leave a heavy energy that leaves a pall in a room?  (Do you see the root of your word, “appalling”?)  Or will you leave a vibrant energy that lights up those left behind?  (Do you see the root of your word “enlighten”?)  You do this.  Everywhere you go, you leave a part of you:  your vibrational signature.  You call these “memories,” and do not memories linger?  It is more than a figure of speech, my friend.  You linger forever, and you live forever, for you are spirit—far more than human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How will you be remembered?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-6216878302164738039?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/6216878302164738039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/02/how.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/6216878302164738039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/6216878302164738039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/02/how.html' title='How?'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-799922487036564105</id><published>2012-02-14T08:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T08:11:43.305-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Flexibility</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Zero tolerance—a term you use for when there are no exceptions to your rules.  “There will be none of that, or you will have to pay the consequences.”  A zero sum game.  All or nothing.  One or the other.  Is this not a bit rigid?  Is not life about experience and experimenting?  Do you not learn from trying and failing?  Oh, but we hear your rational mind at work, and even in the spirit world we can see how you would not tolerate certain actions.  Understand that all that you know as evil springs from ignorance of spiritual truths—that there is naught but God, and God is love and goodness.  All else is ignorance and illusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we speak to you not of extremes, but of you and your day-to-day actions and thinking.  Are you a bit rigid?  Do you have a zero tolerance mentality?  Do you see how this can hold you prisoner and not allow growth and learning?  This is often learned behavior.  Relax your self-imposed rules.  See things from a different angle.  Most of all, today see yourself from a different angle—one who is here to learn to express your true and only Self.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be that which you are:  goodness and love at the core.  Be that, and you can tolerate ignorance in others, sending them loving kindness until they, too, discover Reality.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-799922487036564105?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/799922487036564105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/02/flexibility.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/799922487036564105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/799922487036564105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/02/flexibility.html' title='Flexibility'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-7703513445854192940</id><published>2012-02-13T08:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T08:39:59.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More or Less?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;“There is something more.  There is something more.  There is more, more, more …” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A voice inside you repeats itself in an ongoing litany, pushing you, making you a seeker.  But what is it you seek?  Is it more riches, more friends, more accumulation of things?  If so, then you will continue seeking and experience frustration.  No amount of things outside of you will satisfy the voice or the urge.  What is it that It pushes you to find?  It is love, and peace, and stillness—all the same thing—but you will never find it as long as you keep seeking it.  Quite the paradox, is it not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn inside to the Voice.  Tune in to the Voice.  Now, be more of that which you have been seeking, once you recognize that what you have been seeking is peace, joy, and love.  Turn that up, and what a discovery you will make!  Suddenly, the Voice dims.  You no longer need more, and more, and more things, for you are being that which you seek.  Once you give love and joy and emanate peace, no longer do you need riches and things outside yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being that which you are and expressing it to the physical world quiets the Voice.  You have blended with it and now understand that you are One with it, and that there is only one Voice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-7703513445854192940?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/7703513445854192940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/02/more-or-less.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/7703513445854192940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/7703513445854192940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/02/more-or-less.html' title='More or Less?'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-6508931296049998106</id><published>2012-02-12T08:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T08:03:57.678-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Silver Lining</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AnoE_Is5T4w/Tze4uS8FsKI/AAAAAAAAAJM/9VlBTZgkiBc/s1600/silver%2Blining.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AnoE_Is5T4w/Tze4uS8FsKI/AAAAAAAAAJM/9VlBTZgkiBc/s200/silver%2Blining.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708234158212755618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Silver linings on the clouds.  What causes them?  It is the bright light of the sun shining forth from behind this massive form.  A light shines inside of you at all times.  Do not at times others tell you that you have a glow about you?  It is at these times that you are allowing the light inside you to be felt.  It is visible to others and tangible to you in the form of joy, love, and peace.  This is your silver lining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you bring forth the glow?  You must rid yourself of blockages—these mental obstacles that hide your inner light.  Only you can do this for yourself.  Work through your energy centers one by one, shining and polishing them in your mind, seeing them as purified.  Do not be surprised if old issues come to the surface.  Once exposed to the light, you can now release them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not a one-time event, but an ongoing process of purification, for the human does gather dust.  Clear out the obstacles regularly and allow your light to shine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-6508931296049998106?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/6508931296049998106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/02/your-silver-lining.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/6508931296049998106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/6508931296049998106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/02/your-silver-lining.html' title='Your Silver Lining'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AnoE_Is5T4w/Tze4uS8FsKI/AAAAAAAAAJM/9VlBTZgkiBc/s72-c/silver%2Blining.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-5414377697082420655</id><published>2012-02-11T07:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T07:39:19.164-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AiNw2zH4DwM/TzZhOIiHwnI/AAAAAAAAAJA/gwMP3n1Bd5g/s1600/swan_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 126px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AiNw2zH4DwM/TzZhOIiHwnI/AAAAAAAAAJA/gwMP3n1Bd5g/s200/swan_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707856473175343730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note from Suzanne:  When I heard the first words today ("A swan's song") my initial reaction was, "But I'm not sure what a swan's song is!"  I was immediately put in my place as I was told that each moment is a lesson in trusting this connection.  I didn't need to know. I only had to sit back, trust, and listen.  What followed was a poem with a rhyming pattern they've never used before (AABA, CCDC, etc.).  And of course, when I googled "swan's song" after the meditation was over, their definition was perfect.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you all walk about today trusting in the loving guidance available to you each moment when you remember to ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A swan’s song … such a lament.&lt;br /&gt;One last tune before life is spent.&lt;br /&gt;Will you leave happy, full of life’s greatest joy?&lt;br /&gt;We know that all wish just to leave here content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The choices you make determine your direction.&lt;br /&gt;Why is it so many seek naught but perfection?&lt;br /&gt;“I want it all!” you cry as if it’s your right,&lt;br /&gt;Then head off unwilling to accept a correction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a journey, a winding course.&lt;br /&gt;You wander off aimlessly, as if there’s no Source.&lt;br /&gt;But you’re always guided, directed by Love&lt;br /&gt;That most powerful, certain, unwavering Force.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relax as you ponder your role in this play.&lt;br /&gt;Worry not so much of what occurs day to day&lt;br /&gt;But watch your thoughts in each moment—what goes on in your mind,&lt;br /&gt;For these do determine how smooth is the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walk right beside you, holding your hand.&lt;br /&gt;Be not frightened as you step into uncharted land.&lt;br /&gt;Life's an adventure when viewed in this way,&lt;br /&gt;Knowing with God you can meet any demand.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-5414377697082420655?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/5414377697082420655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/02/note-from-suzanne-when-i-heard-first.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/5414377697082420655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/5414377697082420655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/02/note-from-suzanne-when-i-heard-first.html' title=''/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AiNw2zH4DwM/TzZhOIiHwnI/AAAAAAAAAJA/gwMP3n1Bd5g/s72-c/swan_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-8566757087411526992</id><published>2012-02-10T07:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T07:43:27.821-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Without Looking</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Be indiscriminate in your loving.  Love everyone.  Do not stop and look first.  When you do that, your judgments get in the way.  “Oh, that one has long hair and a beard.  He is not one I would associate with.”  “Oh, that one is overweight or too thin.”  “Oh, that one is a bit smelly.”  It is ego that judges.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you not doing your best to let Spirit rule your life?  The best way is to love indiscriminately.  Yes, everyone:  your so-called saints and sinners, remembering that all that you see is the mask.  That is not the real being.  It is the part you do not see or smell or touch that is the same in all beings.  That is the Source of the very love you are sharing.  Make the connection, and all Spirit comes alive—in you and in the other.  Whether or not you see this, it is felt.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throw your love about indiscriminately.  Why would you not?  If you come up with an immediate excuse, we ask you to see beyond your own mask.  Step aside, Ego.  This is not about you.  This is about finding peace, joy, and Truth.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-8566757087411526992?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/8566757087411526992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/02/without-looking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/8566757087411526992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/8566757087411526992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/02/without-looking.html' title='Without Looking'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-2634877000447925923</id><published>2012-02-09T09:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T09:10:47.690-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Heed the Call</title><content type='html'>A trumpet sounds, announcing a momentous event.  "Pay attention," its clarion call says.  It is the birth of a king.  All kneel down in reverence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A voice speaks inside your head.  It is not nearly so loud as the blare of a trumpet.  In fact, it whispers.  "I am here.  Will you give birth to me?  It is I, Spirit, here in your very Kingdom within."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need not announce to the world the arrival of this realization.  Perhaps you are a bit embarrassed that it took you so long to realize that Spirit was there all along awaiting you.  No need to worry.  All rejoice at your awakening.  The flurry you feel inside?  It is the residual vibration of a thousand trumpets announcing the awakening of yet another soul to the glory of the kingdom.  It is love and joy you feel, and it is You who has brought this on in rejoining with your True Self.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-2634877000447925923?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/2634877000447925923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/02/heed-call.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/2634877000447925923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/2634877000447925923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/02/heed-call.html' title='Heed the Call'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-7258055158696801846</id><published>2012-02-08T07:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T07:33:36.405-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Driver's Seat</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Ego so often gets in your way.  He stands firmly in place, taking a hard stance, and says, “I am in charge here.  Trust me.  I will tell you what to do.”  Quite a bossy fellow, Ego is.  And what exactly is it that Ego gets in the way of?  Your very wisest decisions.  Your very peace of mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ego thinks it acts in your best interest, but you are far more than ego.  You are human being and spirit being, and this is a problem for Ego.  If you were to discover how very powerful is your eternal spirit nature, Ego would have to take a back seat.  He does not like it there.  He plays an important role in helping you navigate the human streets, but he does not have to be in the driver’s seat.  Buckle him in beside you and thank him for his services, but let Spirit guide your every move.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how smooth the ride will be when you finally put Ego in his proper place.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-7258055158696801846?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/7258055158696801846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/02/in-drivers-seat.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/7258055158696801846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/7258055158696801846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/02/in-drivers-seat.html' title='In the Driver&apos;s Seat'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-26005330623319348</id><published>2012-02-07T08:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T08:42:26.361-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In Tune</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Music soothes the savage beast, but also enrages it.  Each of your musical notes corresponds to an energy center within the body.  Picture your subtle body like a keyboard with the energy centers as the vibrating strings attached to each key.  As a note is played in the physical world, the relevant center vibrates in resonance.  This is why certain songs strike you so blatantly.  Yes, they activate your emotions, for each energy center is related to a specific emotion.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have seen, perhaps, your Christmas lights that dance and light up in response to the notes of a song.  This is what the body does.  Can you see this in your mind?  It is no wonder that you respond as you do to certain songs.  You are being played by the vibrations of sound.  Use music to your advantage.  Soothe the soul or energize it as needed.  Hold the image in your mind of the body as a vibrating, perfectly tuned instrument and let it sing in resonance with joy as you fill your life with joyful song.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-26005330623319348?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/26005330623319348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/02/in-tune.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/26005330623319348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/26005330623319348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/02/in-tune.html' title='In Tune'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-6172490723182843101</id><published>2012-02-06T07:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T07:07:34.441-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ride it Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pwpWCEenEdI/Ty_CgVoihpI/AAAAAAAAAIo/E1mRdfPSXvo/s1600/after%2Bthe%2Bstorm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pwpWCEenEdI/Ty_CgVoihpI/AAAAAAAAAIo/E1mRdfPSXvo/s200/after%2Bthe%2Bstorm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705993113720489618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;After the storm comes the calm.  This is a law of nature … something upon which you can rely when the winds swirl about you.  You know that you need only bide your time, and peace will once again prevail.  The same is true of this situation in which you find yourself.  All of life is changing.  Were nothing to ever change, there would be no growth.  Know that this too shall pass.  The outcome may not be as you would wish, but peace will eventually come.  All will be resolved, to give rise to a new adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things may seem hopeless when you are in the thick of the storm, but the clouds do eventually part.  Do not lose hope.  The sun is always inside, awaiting your recognition.  When you recognize this, the storm passes even sooner.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-6172490723182843101?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/6172490723182843101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/02/ride-it-out.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/6172490723182843101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/6172490723182843101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/02/ride-it-out.html' title='Ride it Out'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pwpWCEenEdI/Ty_CgVoihpI/AAAAAAAAAIo/E1mRdfPSXvo/s72-c/after%2Bthe%2Bstorm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-3960533234210880462</id><published>2012-02-05T08:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T08:03:51.729-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Signs</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Stigmata:  points on the palms that bleed spontaneously … symbols of the pain Christ suffered on the cross.  You suffer as well for the ignorance of others to the truth of who they are:  children of God, created in the image of the Creator.  You bleed as well, but your blood flows as tears from the eyes—escape points for the pain you feel inside.  It is the human who bleeds and cries.  It is the Christ inside each human that knows the truth and is at peace.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These rare so-called miraculous events of the stigmata are wake-up calls—reminders that there is a reality far greater than this physical life and that you are here for a reason.  It is the more common occurrence of the tears that alert you to disharmony.  The disharmony arises from your perception of external events.  Always can you return inside and find peace.  Once found, dry your tears and externalize that which you found within to heal your own perceptions and those of those around you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-3960533234210880462?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/3960533234210880462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/02/signs.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/3960533234210880462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/3960533234210880462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/02/signs.html' title='Signs'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-5377697481593131528</id><published>2012-02-04T08:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T08:10:14.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Letting Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NhcwEmFOM4E/Ty0uD0ZUZ1I/AAAAAAAAAIc/hxnOGaMfJ0Q/s1600/letgo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 171px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NhcwEmFOM4E/Ty0uD0ZUZ1I/AAAAAAAAAIc/hxnOGaMfJ0Q/s200/letgo2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705266946087610194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why are you so often disappointed?  Because you have expectations.  From whence come these desires?  From the ego.  Ego says, “I want this to happen a certain way.  I want this person to do a certain thing.”  Always it is your way and your desire for your outcome.  Of course, when this does not come about, you experience dissatisfaction and disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How often do you simply surrender and allow others to be themselves?  They are here for their own experiences and growth.  God revels in diversity.  It is the ego which rebels.  Relax a bit.  Can you do this?  Your Creator does not worry or experience frustration.  When you experience these lesser vibrations, recognize the ego in action.  To find satisfaction and peace, learn to allow all outside of yourself to unfold as it will.  With release comes peace.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-5377697481593131528?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/5377697481593131528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/02/reflecting-on-expecting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/5377697481593131528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/5377697481593131528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/02/reflecting-on-expecting.html' title='Letting Go'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NhcwEmFOM4E/Ty0uD0ZUZ1I/AAAAAAAAAIc/hxnOGaMfJ0Q/s72-c/letgo2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-5193457238645249007</id><published>2012-02-03T08:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T08:29:29.772-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Because You Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tyTUV6qZREs/TyvhNmXhlbI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Yqu4nuFIy0k/s1600/hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 175px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tyTUV6qZREs/TyvhNmXhlbI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Yqu4nuFIy0k/s200/hands.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704900976748631474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; One of your greatest challenges is to sit back and observe whilst one you love suffers through their own challenges.  Why do you wish to help?  Because you have suffered yourself and you wish to save them from pain.  You have learned.  You have gained wisdom and can see a better way for them.  Yes, you can help.  Feel free to do so.  Offer loving advice as it feels right in your heart to do so, but when met with resistance or when the other does not “hear” you, see this as a message from the soul of the one you love that the human being attached to that soul is working through their lessons still.  The resistance is not a personal affront, although in many cases it will come across in that way.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do your best to not internalize the other’s pain.  Send only love—that greatest of healing energy.  The soul will receive it, if not the human ego.  Can you practice detached compassion and allow your loved one to grow as you send love?  If not, you will experience your own pain and stunted growth.  Do you see how you grow together … how very interconnected you are?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grow in love.  It is love which binds you, or you would not feel the pain.  But know that pain need not be ever-present.  Practice the art of allowing life and its lessons to unfold, loving ever more deeply as you do so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-5193457238645249007?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/5193457238645249007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/02/because-you-love.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/5193457238645249007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/5193457238645249007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/02/because-you-love.html' title='Because You Love'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tyTUV6qZREs/TyvhNmXhlbI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Yqu4nuFIy0k/s72-c/hands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-1009498123724536803</id><published>2012-02-02T06:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T06:33:33.173-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In Digestion ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;A Happy Meal – a special meal you purchase for your children to make them smile.  It contains a toy—a tiny treasure to bring joy.  Why are your adult meals often so joyless?  You eat without mindfulness.  Do you pay attention as your nourishment enters the body?  Do you feel gratitude for the source of your food and the miracle of digestion?  Do you share high vibrations with those who share your meal or is there disharmony?  This, of course, affects the digestion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all of your actions, practice mindfulness.  Be aware of the miracle of life, instead of driving on auto-pilot.  Savor every bit of this earthly experience, whether it be a happy meal or a challenging learning experience.  Digest your adventures fully, and grow all the more strong as a result.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-1009498123724536803?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/1009498123724536803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/02/in-digestion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/1009498123724536803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/1009498123724536803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/02/in-digestion.html' title='In Digestion ...'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-805047274682861805</id><published>2012-02-01T07:19:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T07:19:52.457-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ride of Your Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Fortitude.  Strength.  Determination.  All of these signify a lack of weakness and the ability to stand firm in a storm.  To many, strength is preferable over its opposite, but are there not benefits to both?  Does not the twig break when it bends not?  In this world of duality, you are free to choose.  You move back and forth from strength to weakness, trying them out.  Which feels best?  Which is appropriate for the situation?  And do not all situations constantly change as well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours is not a world of “one size fits all.”  There is no one solution, for there is no one situation or perspective.  Learn to find peace with diversity, equanimity amidst imbalance.  Strength and weakness are two ends of the same spectrum.  Always can you return to the center when riding the arc of the pendulum becomes too unsettling.   Settle in for the ride … this E-ticket ride of great adventure is why you are here.  The choices you make and what you experience as a result are the price of admission.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-805047274682861805?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/805047274682861805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/02/ride-of-your-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/805047274682861805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/805047274682861805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/02/ride-of-your-life.html' title='The Ride of Your Life'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-6831068030245975716</id><published>2012-01-31T06:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T06:46:47.816-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Value</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mtgi9lDphxs/TyfUoxuVxHI/AAAAAAAAAHs/6UXYlWSHgac/s1600/Sunrise_Tree-600x421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 140px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mtgi9lDphxs/TyfUoxuVxHI/AAAAAAAAAHs/6UXYlWSHgac/s200/Sunrise_Tree-600x421.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703761250095580274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You know the sun will rise in the morning and the morning after and the morning after.  It is a beautiful event, yet you do not awaken early to see it, for it is expected and you know that any time you wish you can see it if you make the effort.  So, rarely do you make the effort.  What if all lives were exactly the same length in your time?  What if all knew that all would live 120 years?  Would there be compassion for your brothers and sisters, or would this be but a vacation you are taking here?  Would you make the effort to learn your lessons, or simply sit back, knowing with certainty the outcome?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you see now how you grow from so-called tragedy?  With uncertainty comes a nudge.  “I had better get out of bed.  I do not know if I will see the sun rise tomorrow.  I had better exercise my heart muscle today and love that other, for the length of our visit here is uncertain.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many of you fear death.  You need not.  It is merely a transition.  You will see each other again, but not knowing how long will be the absence in human time does up the ante a bit.  Love fully in every moment, for every moment of Life is ever so valuable.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-6831068030245975716?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/6831068030245975716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/value.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/6831068030245975716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/6831068030245975716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/value.html' title='Value'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mtgi9lDphxs/TyfUoxuVxHI/AAAAAAAAAHs/6UXYlWSHgac/s72-c/Sunrise_Tree-600x421.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-1417153263218432866</id><published>2012-01-30T07:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T07:56:44.107-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reach Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Suicide.  Not an uplifting thought.  Some call it “a permanent solution to a temporary problem.”  We call it “death by ego.”  It is only when the self believes itself to be separate and alone and the source of its own power that it gives itself permission to transition early and abort this earthly experience.  Yes, abort.  Suicide is self-abortion.  Heavy topics, but please bear with us, for there is one who will read these words today who needs to know that while suicide is an option, there are far better choices to be made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even in the depths of despair, God is there.  Love is there.  You are not alone.  This sense of great desperation is nothing but a sign that you have lost your way a bit.  Turn around and take the hand of the nearest human.  They have been sent to guide you.  Know that your God and your angels and guides have not forsaken you, only that your own grief is barring you from feeling their presence.  Do not cease praying.  This maintains the connection, and the way will be shown to the Light within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suicide is not a permanent solution, for life is eternal.  Sooner or later all must learn the lessons of life, difficult as they may be.  Suicide is but a temporary escape ... delayed gratification.  Be brave.  Find the love here on your earthly plane whilst here and know gratification and love beyond words.  It awaits you here on earth.  Trust in this and simply hold in your heart the knowledge that love is your birthright.  You will emerge from this temporary darkness far stronger, here and now.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are not alone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-1417153263218432866?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/1417153263218432866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/reach-out.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/1417153263218432866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/1417153263218432866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/reach-out.html' title='Reach Out'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-3013653307365473346</id><published>2012-01-29T07:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T07:33:59.198-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Choice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sGZRPjypa-k/TyU8qbQnW-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/e1VhfRXleBU/s1600/hamster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 125px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sGZRPjypa-k/TyU8qbQnW-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/e1VhfRXleBU/s200/hamster.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703031202704219106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Do as we say, not as you do” -- a bit of a twist on one of your sayings.  So often you march off through your day acting on your own, as if you are connected to naught but your own mind.  Then, when you err or encounter difficulties, you wonder why.  We are there whispering in your ear at all times, yet you turn down the volume and rush off to do it your own way.  This is fine.  This is how you learn, but how long would you like to run around in circles?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is cyclical, this is true, but would you like it to be for you as an ever-expanding spiral or as a small closed circle like that upon which your hamsters run, getting nowhere?  You pray for guidance, then fail to listen to or for our answers.  That which you call intuition is our greatest voice.  Start there, for from that point the guidance oft gets more subtle, but the more you trust, the louder the voices.  Listen well.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-3013653307365473346?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/3013653307365473346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/your-choice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/3013653307365473346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/3013653307365473346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/your-choice.html' title='Your Choice'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sGZRPjypa-k/TyU8qbQnW-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/e1VhfRXleBU/s72-c/hamster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-5841368770948247428</id><published>2012-01-28T07:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T07:28:47.215-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Adding Light</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Barbaric were the pirates of long ago, looting and pillaging … creating havoc.  And in this day and age you still have piracy.  From the dark ages to your era of high technology, much has changed, yet still there remains darkness.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darkness is absolute.  There is not a lot of darkness and less darkness.  It is nothing but the absence of light.  You do not take away darkness, but bring in more and more light.  This is what has been happening over time in your world as more and more come to an understanding of the nature of love, which is, indeed, light.  Your so-called pirates live in a world of darkness, blinded as they are by the patch over the eye to the true purpose of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half a world away you are still surrounded by pirates who would pillage those around them, robbing them of light.  Resist not evil, but add light.  Yes, add it.  Turn it up.  Love is your greatest weapon against darkness and piracy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-5841368770948247428?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/5841368770948247428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/adding-light.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/5841368770948247428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/5841368770948247428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/adding-light.html' title='Adding Light'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-2763040748003795327</id><published>2012-01-27T07:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T07:40:47.209-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Perception</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;What is a hallucination?  It is when one perceives something with the physical eyes that others say is not real.  What is real?  What the mass consciousness has agreed upon.  And so, when one person has an apparition that others have not, then the one is suffering from delusion.  You all fear standing out from a crowd, and so you accept blithely the accepted reality.  What if Jesus or Mary were to appear before you?  Would this be a hallucination or a gift?  Again we ask:  What is real?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reality you accept is nothing but a projection of consciousness that the brain perceives a certain way … a hologram of sorts.  There are many realities.  Do away with the brain and you will experience a whole new version of reality.  It will not be a hallucination.  In fact, some would call it Heaven.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-2763040748003795327?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/2763040748003795327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/perception.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/2763040748003795327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/2763040748003795327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/perception.html' title='Perception'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-8174630615398808678</id><published>2012-01-26T07:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T07:11:59.758-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Through the din of ordinary noise, a voice is heard:  “Come to me.”  Who is it that calls you, but your very Self.  You have been running away from that Voice for far too long.  What are you afraid of?  Meeting the true You?  If you are afraid, then your conception of Truth is misguided.  We do not wish to pass blame, but there are many in your world with whom you have interacted who have not known Truth and passed along their falsehoods to you.  You are not dumb.  You are not stupid.  You are not worthless.  You are not unworthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you see the great disservice done to you in the name of misunderstanding?  Do you not, yourself, use this false voice to speak to yourself?  Quiet the noise.  Banish the repeated lies you now tell yourself, and listen to Truth:  You are loved.  You are wise.  You are valuable beyond words.  Which feels better to you?  Which rings true, even though the frightened, fragile part of you cowers at the thought of believing such beautiful words?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cower no more.  Throw out the lies and embrace the truth, finally.  No longer allow the voice of falsehood to dominate your thoughts.  The voice of Love is calling you, for it has been there all along … your holy Father, your sacred Mother, your One True Self.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-8174630615398808678?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/8174630615398808678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/truth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/8174630615398808678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/8174630615398808678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/truth.html' title='Truth'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-6012833466073133902</id><published>2012-01-25T07:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T07:31:31.747-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What Difference?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DTuRnIC2Prc/Tx_2HyJV3jI/AAAAAAAAAHU/W09klPsm_CI/s1600/forbidden-love-kitten-and-sheep-locked-in-loving-8373-1244064648-19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 117px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DTuRnIC2Prc/Tx_2HyJV3jI/AAAAAAAAAHU/W09klPsm_CI/s200/forbidden-love-kitten-and-sheep-locked-in-loving-8373-1244064648-19.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701546266854809138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A cat dies, and you grieve.  A beloved pet gone from your life.  Others may not understand.  “How can you be so sad?  It was only an animal!”  In this we correct you.  It was the object of love.  It was a source of love.  Was it any less valuable than a human being in this regard?  You place value on objects in your life in such a curious way.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is about learning to love and appreciate all living things as manifestations of Love.  If a cat or a dog teaches you this lesson, what a gift you have been given!  Some learn to love through their animal companions far more than their human companions.  What difference?  Love is love.  Love is Life itself.  Value all Life equally, and love with all your heart and soul.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-6012833466073133902?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/6012833466073133902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/what-difference.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/6012833466073133902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/6012833466073133902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/what-difference.html' title='What Difference?'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DTuRnIC2Prc/Tx_2HyJV3jI/AAAAAAAAAHU/W09klPsm_CI/s72-c/forbidden-love-kitten-and-sheep-locked-in-loving-8373-1244064648-19.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-5496951862359401071</id><published>2012-01-24T08:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T08:35:09.677-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Right Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Broken hearts mend slowly.&lt;br /&gt;It takes time to heal a wound.&lt;br /&gt;When what was had you now have lost,&lt;br /&gt;By grief you are consumed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See not the shell that's left behind&lt;br /&gt;When one you lost has now departed.&lt;br /&gt;Focus on the love you shared&lt;br /&gt;The high vibrations that you started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This energy stays with you&lt;br /&gt;Even though the person stands no more.&lt;br /&gt;And no longer can you see them&lt;br /&gt;When they pass through Heaven's door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in your heart their love remains,&lt;br /&gt;If not their touch and gaze.&lt;br /&gt;Though try you might to see them&lt;br /&gt;In oh, so many ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The grief will lift, the heart will mend,&lt;br /&gt;But always will you miss them,&lt;br /&gt;For you focus on the things you've lost ...&lt;br /&gt;The fact that you can't kiss them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're here, we say, held safe and sound.&lt;br /&gt;So speak their name aloud.&lt;br /&gt;And know that they are by your side,&lt;br /&gt;Not floating on some cloud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For spirit are you here and now&lt;br /&gt;As is the one who left.&lt;br /&gt;Not lost, not gone, but still with you.&lt;br /&gt;With no need to be bereft.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-5496951862359401071?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/5496951862359401071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/still-right-here.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/5496951862359401071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/5496951862359401071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/still-right-here.html' title='Still Right Here'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-8103365172172024874</id><published>2012-01-23T07:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T07:47:37.134-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sticky Fingers</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Pickpockets—thieves who reach into your purse or pockets and steal your belongings without you even realizing it.  So clever are they.  So quick and nimble that you do not even know that you have been robbed until you discover that your valuables are gone.  Do you not realize that you are surrounded by spiritual pickpockets?  Unlike the actual thieves, many of these do not rob you deliberately.  They get into your energy field and with a thought or word deplete your own energy.  The funny thing is, you allow this.  You may sense danger, but you allow them near.  You know who the thieves are.  You share space with some of them quite often.  They will steal you blind if you let them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, you must become conscious that your spiritual pockets are being picked.  What is your greatest defense?  Awareness.  It is not your task to fight them off.  This can be harmful to you.  Your greatest weapon is always love.  Cancel out the sticky fingers of negativity with loving energy in the form of your own loving choices and thoughts.  Others’ energy can harm you if you remain unaware of their energy.  Be vigilant and surround yourself not with a barrier, but with rays of love.  Fill your pockets with love.  In this way, when the thieves dip inside your field, they will either be changed or take their business elsewhere.  Each is on his own path.  May your pockets and your path be lined with love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-8103365172172024874?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/8103365172172024874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/sticky-fingers.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/8103365172172024874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/8103365172172024874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/sticky-fingers.html' title='Sticky Fingers'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-4064669607735628228</id><published>2012-01-22T08:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T08:09:42.469-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Church</title><content type='html'>So many of you enter a church one day a week to commune with God and with each other.  The true church lies inside--a place, a space, a feeling where you can rest and commune with that part of you that is much greater than all of the parts put together.&lt;p&gt;Does your &amp;quot;church&amp;quot; allow for the full spectrum of expressions of Life, or does it have such restricted beliefs that it judges, or worse yet, condemns beliefs which differ from your own?  Life is about variety, experience, growth, and expression.  Your &amp;quot;church&amp;quot; is the place you go to feel closer to your True Self and to learn about these aspects of Life--not one day a week, but as often as you can throughout each day.  &lt;p&gt;Go there and worship--not a separate omnipotent being, but your identity as a sacred aspect of that very Being.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-4064669607735628228?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/4064669607735628228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/your-church.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/4064669607735628228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/4064669607735628228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/your-church.html' title='Your Church'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-1043670740032942627</id><published>2012-01-21T08:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T08:21:39.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In Security</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;You need not sing your praises to another, merely model your best behavior and let others decide what to think.  Others are far more concerned with what you think of them.  All need to boast and worry of what others think stems from insecurity.  Look at the root of this word.  Your language speaks volumes:  “not secure.”  Not secure in what?  In being loved.  You fear that you will disappear and be nothing if you do not boast or focus on your concerns.   This is not the case, and deep inside you know this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Return to that place of security inside—that fortress with no walls, that rock of strength with no hardness, that heart of the soul where Spirit dwells.  Spirit is everywhere at once, you know, but the locus is in the heart.  Go there, rest there, and there will be dissolved all feelings of insecurity.  There you will know that you are loved and that you ARE love.  Resting in that feeling you will be secure.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-1043670740032942627?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/1043670740032942627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/in-security.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/1043670740032942627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/1043670740032942627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/in-security.html' title='In Security'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-2575673405656744405</id><published>2012-01-20T16:47:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T19:58:29.365-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Something New to Read ...</title><content type='html'>If you have a minute, check out Suzanne's latest essay:  &lt;a href="http://www.suzannegiesemann.com/Essays.html"&gt;"Get Real!" &lt;/a&gt;on her website.  (Click the words &lt;a href="http://www.suzannegiesemann.com/Essays.html"&gt;"Get Real.)"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-2575673405656744405?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/2575673405656744405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/if-you-have-minute-check-out-suzannes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/2575673405656744405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/2575673405656744405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/if-you-have-minute-check-out-suzannes.html' title='Something New to Read ...'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-6460282075654973136</id><published>2012-01-20T07:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T07:39:31.492-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Watching ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Serendipity.  Coincidence.  Chance encounters.  To you they are magical; to us, mundane.  When you watch a movie, can you not oft see the outcome coming?  You, as the observer, see the actions of one character.  The scene shifts and you see those of another.  “Ah, yes, their paths are going to cross!”  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you but step back and be the observer of life in your realm, you would see these “magical” events not as magic, but as the logical consequence of actions set into action by the Great Director ...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Watching with glee as this wondrous play unfolds  &lt;br /&gt;- Watching with joy as you remark in surprise, “What a coincidence!  Can you believe that?” &lt;br /&gt;- Watching with mirth as you chalk it up to luck.  And finally, &lt;br /&gt;- Watching with satisfaction and love as you realize something far greater than yourself is working with you and through you to get your attention through these so-called “coincidences.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we finally have your attention and you raise your eyes and say, “Thank you!”  then you can begin to create satisfaction and love at your level at will.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-6460282075654973136?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/6460282075654973136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/watching.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/6460282075654973136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/6460282075654973136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/watching.html' title='Watching ...'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-3369264254043143430</id><published>2012-01-19T06:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T06:41:13.994-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Music consists of tones of varying frequencies sounded one after another.  A song results from the differences of one in relation to the other, be it in pitch or tempo.  If there were no difference in either, you would have no song, simply one sound.  Sound is good, but not as enjoyable as a song.  Imagine if all those around you were exactly the same.  What an uninteresting song you would all play.  Of course, with the differences in all of you, there oft results dissonance instead of harmony.  You feel this as discomfort, for natural law causes all to desire resonance.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love harmonizes all.  Sing a love song today.  Seek harmony in your thoughts and actions.  In so doing, you bring those around you into tune.  What a beautiful tune you will play when all sing of love in spite of your differences.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-3369264254043143430?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/3369264254043143430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/love-song.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/3369264254043143430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/3369264254043143430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/love-song.html' title='Love Song'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-9063631824507848131</id><published>2012-01-18T07:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T07:50:36.962-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Take a Deep Breath</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Yes, it is all about love.  We will give you more evidence that we are real, for we know you want this, but just as you desire others to feel and experience our loving energy, so do we wish to share it.  Can you ever hear this message of love enough?  Not enough or too much, for it is the most important message in the Universe—to love thy brother as thyself and love Spirit with all thy heart and soul.  The problem comes when you do not love yourself enough.  Then it becomes impossible to love your fellow human beings.  Then you act in ways contrary to your nature, either out of fear or to get love through manipulations instead of merely expressing your innate spirit nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a deep breath.  Focus on your heart, and repeat after us:  “I am loved.”  &lt;br /&gt;Now, carry that feeling with you today, unless you do not believe the words to be true.  If that is the case, remain where you are and ask for Grace to show you the Truth.  You already know it in your heart.  Now believe it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-9063631824507848131?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/9063631824507848131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/take-deep-breath.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/9063631824507848131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/9063631824507848131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/take-deep-breath.html' title='Take a Deep Breath'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-1595052793667099963</id><published>2012-01-17T07:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T07:37:54.782-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Love - In Any Dimension</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Why such an interest in past lives?  Do you not have enough to learn and do in this one?  Yes, we understand it is fascinating.  Understand us well:  You have experienced other lives and are doing so in this very moment, for there is only the now.  But does this not muddy the waters a bit to consider these concepts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you yet mastered this life?  If not, keep your focus very much in this present life.  Good advice for anyone looking for peace.  Are you loving enough?  Perhaps you were not loved in a so-called past life.  Perhaps you were unable to love others.  And so, here you find yourself, existing now to have another go at it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be here and now and master this lifetime.  There is time enough to review the entire drama of life from all angles.  Focus in on what matters most:  love, in any dimension.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-1595052793667099963?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/1595052793667099963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/love-in-any-dimension.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/1595052793667099963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/1595052793667099963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/love-in-any-dimension.html' title='Love - In Any Dimension'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-5148623113730974574</id><published>2012-01-16T09:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T07:38:20.963-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SPECIAL ANNOUNCEMENT</title><content type='html'>The movie trailer is now available for viewing for the documentary based on Suzanne's book, "Messages of Hope"!  Please visit &lt;a href="http://www.onemindbooks.com/BookClub.html"&gt;www.OneMindBookClub.com &lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-5148623113730974574?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/5148623113730974574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/special-announcement.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/5148623113730974574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/5148623113730974574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/special-announcement.html' title='SPECIAL ANNOUNCEMENT'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-3871849526957116811</id><published>2012-01-16T07:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T07:13:18.642-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Credit is Due</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;You sneeze when there is an irritant.  You cough to expel the same.  The body has wisdom of its own.  You do not tell it, “Sneeze now.  Cough now.”  This is the body’s innate consciousness.  From whence comes this knowing when to breathe, when to cough, and when to sneeze?  Is it you that issues these orders unspoken?  In a way, yes, for all is interconnected, but have you not enough to think about without telling the heart to beat?  And so, who is it that gives the commands?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spirit runs the show.  But for Spirit, the body would be a lifeless amalgamation of particles.  Instead, it is a finely tuned system, with all parts cooperating when perfectly in harmony.  You are no more separate from the Consciousness that operates the interconnected systems of you and all others than you are separate from your thoughts.  It is one and the same Consciousness, operating at different levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take no more credit for your thoughts than you take for a sneeze or a breath.  It is Spirit that breathes you.  It is Spirit that sneezes away the imperfections and irritants.  It is Spirit that gives life to all things.  All glory be to God in the heavens and in you.  All is One.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-3871849526957116811?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/3871849526957116811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/where-credit-is-due.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/3871849526957116811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/3871849526957116811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/where-credit-is-due.html' title='Where Credit is Due'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-9191150031591514646</id><published>2012-01-15T08:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T08:45:53.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Why did we tell you that the poetry would bring messages of hope?  Because this is what so many who read these words long for.  They wish to know that theirs is truly a life worth living in a world of love and beauty—not what they oft experience and see around them.  It is human nature to focus on the negative.  It is the nature of the spirit to focus on love.  Where you place your focus is the part of you that grows.  Have you not developed enough of your humanity?  Is not humanity desperately in need and want of hope?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children, we bring you this message:  love is your essence.  When all learn to see this as your true nature, then you will experience heaven on earth.  Until then, know that the kingdom lies within at all times.  Develop your spirit-nature and be a source of hope and love to others.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-9191150031591514646?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/9191150031591514646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/hope.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/9191150031591514646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/9191150031591514646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/hope.html' title='Hope'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-3198086682866301519</id><published>2012-01-14T07:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T07:15:27.832-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Believe!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Believe.  This is all we ask of you.  Why is it so difficult for you to loosen the bonds of these tight strings you have wrapped around your view of reality?  Do you fear ridicule?  Do you fear that you will have to change?  Do you know how your life will change when you open your mind to the possibility of a reality beyond that which you see, hear, and touch?  We believe you do, and we wish to tell you that you have nothing to fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escape from your self-imposed prison.  Break free of the bonds and step into the world of make BELIEVE.  Yes, it is magical beyond your wildest dreams.  Is this not what you dream of—a  fairy-tale land of beauty and love?  It is real, and it can be here for you now.  Step inside and let the adventure being.  It begins with belief.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-3198086682866301519?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/3198086682866301519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/believe.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/3198086682866301519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/3198086682866301519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/believe.html' title='Believe!'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-8951652602910465645</id><published>2012-01-13T07:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T07:12:55.923-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Holy Temple</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Respect the body.  It is quite a gift that oft goes ignored.  Yes, the spirit is eternal, but the body is not.  With better care, the spirit can express itself better, and some of the lessons need not be so difficult.  Yes, the body has some messy habits, but so do you, my friend.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a saying:  “Clean up your act.”  Imagine if you treated the body more like a jewel and less like a tool.  Your body is God’s tool of expression, it is true.  Keeping this in mind, would you not treat it with kid gloves?  Revere it as you would revere its Creator.  Your Creator certainly reveres you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-8951652602910465645?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/8951652602910465645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/your-holy-temple.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/8951652602910465645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/8951652602910465645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/your-holy-temple.html' title='Your Holy Temple'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-5514219040119094972</id><published>2012-01-12T06:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T06:28:25.567-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Try it on</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Hallowed be thy name, for thy name is Christ.  In this case, we speak to you, and we speak not of a person, but of a concept and a truth.  You are all created in the image of your heavenly Creator, given the gift of love and creative ability.  This is the true meaning of a Christ ... one who realizes this truth and embodies this truth in thought and action.  Jesus the Christ did do so, did he not, as have other Masters throughout the ages, for the Truth is available to all.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wish to know the Truth?  Be it.  Live it.  Express it.  It is only through personal experience that you have a personal relationship with the true Self and recognize who you truly are.  Do not shy away from names, terms, and concepts based on past beliefs and what others tell you.  Put on the cloak and try it for yourself.  How does it fit, this mantle of Truth?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-5514219040119094972?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/5514219040119094972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/try-it-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/5514219040119094972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/5514219040119094972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/try-it-on.html' title='Try it on'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-5535061484405306083</id><published>2012-01-11T07:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T07:41:12.900-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Always There</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Leaves rustle when you walk through them.  You kick them with your shoes, unaware that these are the husks of living things now discarded.  The true essence of the leaf is no longer there.  The living force has gone out of them and is being recycled all around you.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You go to your cemeteries and cry at the grave of your loved ones.  Your think they lie there.  With no disrespect we tell you this is just the husk, now discarded, to return to earth and be recycled.  The true essence of the one you loved lives on and is there beside you as you talk to their grave.  But know this when you sorrow:  Your loved ones accompany you as you depart the gravesite.  Wherever you go, as you hold them in your heart and mind, they are with you, for the spirit never dies and is never discarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The body served a purpose.  It is well and good to revere it, but place your reverence first and foremost on Life, the Spirit which animates you and your loved ones forever.  It is this Spirit you will recognize when you see your loved ones again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-5535061484405306083?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/5535061484405306083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/always-there.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/5535061484405306083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/5535061484405306083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/always-there.html' title='Always There'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-2349783298251282765</id><published>2012-01-10T08:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T08:02:27.995-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No Pain, No Gain</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;When you want something badly enough, you are willing to put up with some pain.  Is this not true?  “I want that new car.  I will sacrifice this or that to afford it.  I want a healthy body.  I am willing to exercise it a bit harder to keep it so.”  And now you say, “I wish to find peace and happiness.”  Then, when your painful emotions come to the surface, you protest.  “I do not want to feel this pain!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the lessons you must experience to know peace.  By pushing down the unpleasant emotions and not allowing them to be felt, you deny yourself the ultimate peace.  Feel them.  Acknowledge them.  Cry.  In this way, you bring them fully to the surface, where you can then release them.  Will other lessons come?  Of course.  Pleasure and pain are part of this life you have taken on, but you need not remain with the pain.  Acknowledge it and release it.  Like an exercise for the body, this exercise reveals and sharpens the spirit so that it may sparkle more brightly and you may be aware of your true self more of the time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-2349783298251282765?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/2349783298251282765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/no-pain-no-gain.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/2349783298251282765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/2349783298251282765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/no-pain-no-gain.html' title='No Pain, No Gain'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-3469139602737298067</id><published>2012-01-09T07:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T07:35:00.817-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Body's Wisdom</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Dare you strike out on your own, believing what feels right instead of what others tell you?  This is a good policy if you have learned to differentiate the voices inside.  How does it feel when you follow one voice over another?  Always the body will guide you.  Does it clench, if only slightly, or is there total surrender and peace?  “Surrender” may seem an unusual choice of word, but consider the meaning:  to give in, to not fight.  The body fights the ego, for the body has wisdom of its own and recognizes the guidance comes not from Spirit.  Surrender says, “No need to fight,” and all relaxes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When faced with a choice or decision, what is your body telling you?  Relax or fight?  Always choose peace, and you will find peace within as a result.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-3469139602737298067?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/3469139602737298067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/bodys-wisdom.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/3469139602737298067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/3469139602737298067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/bodys-wisdom.html' title='The Body&apos;s Wisdom'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-9066504980253079949</id><published>2012-01-08T08:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T09:06:35.601-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Beating the Blah, Blah, Blahs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aLsjKkb3xy4/TwmiQq4cd1I/AAAAAAAAAHI/sh7pXRGbj58/s1600/blahblah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aLsjKkb3xy4/TwmiQq4cd1I/AAAAAAAAAHI/sh7pXRGbj58/s200/blahblah.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695261611059345234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blah, blah, blah.  Is this not what you say when someone utters words repeatedly with little substance?  Sit and listen for a while for the blah, blah, blah’ing going on incessantly in your mind.  Of how much importance are the thoughts that so frequently take you away from the silence, where the most important Voice of all speaks to you with no words?  Chatter away and you cannot hear it through the din.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes discipline to quiet the chatter.  One must have the desire to do so and the willingness to make the effort to focus instead on stillness.  Use a mantra, if you like.  Focus on your breathing, but do not let the blah, blah, blahs rule your mind.  You are not their slave.  Seek, instead, the Ruler, and no words will be necessary.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-9066504980253079949?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/9066504980253079949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/beating-blah-blah-blahs.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/9066504980253079949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/9066504980253079949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/beating-blah-blah-blahs.html' title='Beating the Blah, Blah, Blahs'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aLsjKkb3xy4/TwmiQq4cd1I/AAAAAAAAAHI/sh7pXRGbj58/s72-c/blahblah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-8825814021750286828</id><published>2012-01-07T07:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T07:45:37.704-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Perspective</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;The tiny ant crawls across your fingertips.  You gaze at it in wonder.  It has no idea that you exist.  It has no idea that you watch over it.  Were you to transport it suddenly from your fingertip to a new location, it would not know how it got there.  It would simply soldier on, looking for its home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of life is a microcosm of the macrocosm.  As above, so below.  Who is watching you now and smiling?  In whose hand are you held?  You ask for proof, and when it does not come immediately to your physical senses, you soldier on, always searching for Home.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are home now, my child.  Look not outside yourself, but to the center, where Love always resides—within you, within the tiny ant, within All That Is.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-8825814021750286828?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/8825814021750286828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/perspective.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/8825814021750286828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/8825814021750286828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/perspective.html' title='Perspective'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-7659406964899186247</id><published>2012-01-06T08:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T08:24:57.393-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Resonance</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color='black' size='2' face='Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif'&gt; &lt;div style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: auto auto 0pt; mso-add-space: auto" class=MsoNormalCxSpFirst&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-style: italic"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-style: italic"&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Take away the bodies and you would still recognize each other.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;You have your individual energy signature that all in spirit can read like a book.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Every detail is known by the vibration.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Even now you experience a bit of this.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Do you not feel a person's energy when you meet them?&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;You are attracted to some and repelled by others, but not by their appearance, by how they feel to you.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;If you were to lose your physical sight, far greater would be your sensing ability in this regard.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;This you can increase now whilst still in physical form, by merely paying closer attention to your intuition.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;That is the eyes of the soul.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: auto auto 0pt; mso-add-space: auto; tab-stops: 203.5pt" class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-style: italic"&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-tab-count: 1"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: auto auto 0pt; mso-add-space: auto" class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-style: italic"&gt;&lt;EM&gt;What do you want others to sense when they encounter you?&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Honesty or deception?&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Love or fear?&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;You can hide now from some, but not forever.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Work now to raise your vibration and observe how your resonance with all does increase.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-7659406964899186247?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/7659406964899186247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/resonance.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/7659406964899186247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/7659406964899186247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/resonance.html' title='Resonance'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-2486694302769496331</id><published>2012-01-05T06:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T06:39:42.211-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Thought Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Shared memories.  These form a bond.  When two or more have enjoyed the same experience, always are you connected.  Through this experience, you lighted a circuit.  You forged a link.  Whether or not you remain in physical proximity, you will now always share a connection.  It is the same whether in a physical body or not.  You have created energetic resonance.  This has altered your personal vibration, or frequency, as you would know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call on the one with whom you share these memories.  You do this with your consciousness.  Your loved ones are a thought away … a memory away … a vibration in time and in no-time.  Think of them and in no-time they are at your side.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-2486694302769496331?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/2486694302769496331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/thought-away.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/2486694302769496331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/2486694302769496331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/thought-away.html' title='A Thought Away'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-8644356048358167015</id><published>2012-01-04T08:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T08:04:48.901-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The I of the Storm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UyIFtGCqWuY/TwROaz40xEI/AAAAAAAAAG8/M515WHS3Mcw/s1600/eye-of-the-storm-300x271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 181px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UyIFtGCqWuY/TwROaz40xEI/AAAAAAAAAG8/M515WHS3Mcw/s200/eye-of-the-storm-300x271.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693762051415262274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amidst the chaos there is peace.  Is this not the goal?  To find the center of the storm where calmness reigns, even though the winds swirl about?  It is possible.  You can travel in the eye of the storm and never get caught up in the commotion.  Others step outside the center and are quickly knocked off their feet.  The center is always there, calling you back:  “Come here and find refuge.  Be still and rest awhile.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Great “I” always lies within.  It is why you are so uncomfortable when all is in turmoil, for you are off center.  You need not grasp and crawl and struggle to get back to the I.  You need merely acknowledge that the I is your home and that you wish to rest there.  In this awareness and by making this choice, instantly you are transported home.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-8644356048358167015?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/8644356048358167015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-of-storm.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/8644356048358167015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/8644356048358167015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-of-storm.html' title='The I of the Storm'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UyIFtGCqWuY/TwROaz40xEI/AAAAAAAAAG8/M515WHS3Mcw/s72-c/eye-of-the-storm-300x271.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-3649278800061129934</id><published>2012-01-03T08:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T08:57:29.378-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Never-Ending Search</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Surprisingly, beauty is found in what you might consider some of the ugliest places.  Why does a flower bloom amid debris?  For you cannot suppress Spirit.  All arises from love, and what could be more beautiful?  Spirit is ever trying to make its presence known.  Even in the midst of a battlefield you will find love and beauty, for Love is everywhere.  It is the motivating force behind all things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seek beauty and love even in the midst of turmoil, and most especially in the midst of so-called “ugliness.”  In doing so, you will bring Beauty to the situation.  Do not be discouraged by the lack of love and understanding you see around you.  Others will focus on the negative.  Pay them no heed.  Press on in the never-ending search for Beauty.  You know that it lies within.  Now help to expose it to the world.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-3649278800061129934?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/3649278800061129934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/never-ending-search.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/3649278800061129934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/3649278800061129934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/never-ending-search.html' title='The Never-Ending Search'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-3993048249949690204</id><published>2012-01-02T07:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T14:49:50.823-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Symphony</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hEYxLUC5UVs/TwGpRDy-Q8I/AAAAAAAAAGs/yv9j08vHe_g/s1600/record%2Bplayer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hEYxLUC5UVs/TwGpRDy-Q8I/AAAAAAAAAGs/yv9j08vHe_g/s200/record%2Bplayer.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693017514514990018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note from Suzanne:  I am providing a photograph of a record player for those of you who have forgotten what they looked like (or those of you who have never seen one.  Ha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A record goes round and round on a turntable.  It is the needle in the groove which produces the sounds.  Are you not like this record, filled with grooves born of practiced thoughts and behaviors?  Over and over you do produce the same music.  Is it a song with which you are pleased, or are you tired of this melody?  You may think the grooves are so deep that you cannot possibly change the tune, but this is incorrect.  There is a Force far greater than you who is operating the arm, and you are intricately interconnected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why humans pray:  to connect with the arm which gives the needle power.  “I need a bit of help getting out of this groove.  Please help me to change my tune.”  And so it is, and your spirits are lifted in answer to prayer.  You are able to rise above old patterns with far more ease and sing anew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not lose sight of the fact that you are intricately connected with the Creator, co-creating your life.  You are never singing a solo, but are part of the most beautiful symphony of life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-3993048249949690204?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/3993048249949690204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/your-symphony.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/3993048249949690204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/3993048249949690204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/your-symphony.html' title='Your Symphony'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hEYxLUC5UVs/TwGpRDy-Q8I/AAAAAAAAAGs/yv9j08vHe_g/s72-c/record%2Bplayer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-6365031263881628640</id><published>2012-01-01T09:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T09:05:05.408-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In Control</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;It matters not what others think of you, only what you think of others.  Do you see them with love or with judgment?  Do you fear others’ reactions, words, and thoughts?  If you have complete control over your own thoughts and actions, then nothing that others say, think, or do matters.  Others may sling stones or try   to convince you that they know best.   They may well know best, but the best you can do is to respond always with loving-kindness.  Raised voices are a sign of a lack of self-control.  Love is never harsh or out of control.  The spirit does not control. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The only thing that you can truly control is your thoughts.  This requires great awareness and intention.  It is a lofty goal, but one well worth pursuing on this day when many set new intentions.  Be the presence of love, in control of your thoughts and emotions.  Raise your vibration and in so doing, help to raise those around you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-6365031263881628640?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/6365031263881628640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/in-control.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/6365031263881628640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/6365031263881628640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2012/01/in-control.html' title='In Control'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-3916230758252781319</id><published>2011-12-31T08:48:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T08:52:56.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pennies from Heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nWWhITEIocg/Tv8TDVSkMcI/AAAAAAAAAGg/ZXDfziYp5SQ/s1600/penny-from-heaven.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 139px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nWWhITEIocg/Tv8TDVSkMcI/AAAAAAAAAGg/ZXDfziYp5SQ/s200/penny-from-heaven.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692289401995145666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note from Suzanne:  A nice treat from Sanaya today to end the year--a poem, given to me non-stop to remind us all that we are not alone and are well looked after.  May 2012 bring you much love and happiness and an ever greater connection with Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pick a penny off the street&lt;br /&gt;A piece of copper that you’ve found.&lt;br /&gt;Coincidence or just plain luck&lt;br /&gt;To find it on the ground?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You look for signs in all you see&lt;br /&gt;Signs to show you’re not alone.&lt;br /&gt;A penny or a butterfly&lt;br /&gt;That comes to you from points unknown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The signs are all around you,&lt;br /&gt;Yet often you don’t see&lt;br /&gt;The messages we send you&lt;br /&gt;You call it “synchronicity.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it’s not luck or chance, you see,&lt;br /&gt;That brings these gifts to you&lt;br /&gt;But love that’s sent from Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;It’s our way of getting through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So scoff not at those who see the signs.&lt;br /&gt;They’re simply more aware,&lt;br /&gt;And notice how we speak to them,&lt;br /&gt;Producing pennies from thin air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s easy to manipulate&lt;br /&gt;The things you see with your plain eyes.&lt;br /&gt;So open them and see our gifts&lt;br /&gt;When we send you a surprise.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-3916230758252781319?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/3916230758252781319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/pennies-from-heaven_31.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/3916230758252781319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/3916230758252781319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/pennies-from-heaven_31.html' title='Pennies from Heaven'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nWWhITEIocg/Tv8TDVSkMcI/AAAAAAAAAGg/ZXDfziYp5SQ/s72-c/penny-from-heaven.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-5124776186407260198</id><published>2011-12-30T09:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T09:03:04.129-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pass it On</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mLZuBt_hc7E/Tv3EcCtYJNI/AAAAAAAAAGI/kR_il9Ph8mI/s1600/James%2BT.%2BLynch%252C%2BJr..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 192px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mLZuBt_hc7E/Tv3EcCtYJNI/AAAAAAAAAGI/kR_il9Ph8mI/s320/James%2BT.%2BLynch%252C%2BJr..jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691921490108753106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note from Suzanne:  I was stationed at the Pentagon the first time in 1995, working in the Navy section.  There was a civilian man who wandered the halls every day handing out Werther’s candies to everyone he passed in the hallway on his lunch hour.  It must have cost him a lot over the years, but he was out there every day.  He looked a lot like Santa Claus with his round stomach and full, white beard.  He never said a word as he passed out those little treats.  He simply smiled softly and continued on his rounds.  Most people didn’t even know his name.  They just called him the Candy Man.  Today, Sanaya makes reference to the Candy Man …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your little dogs sit and beg for treats.  “How cute they are!” you exclaim.  And you give them exactly what they want.  You cannot deny them the pleasure, for seeing them enjoy their treats brings you pleasure as well.  Are you not at times just like your pets:  begging for treats from those around you in the form of love and attention?   We mention this not to make you feel bad, but to make a point.  All creatures long to be loved, to the point of begging for it at times.  When this behavior is reinforced, the begging continues.  We merely wish you to see that you need not always do the begging, but hand out the treats liberally—not to get something in return, but for the sheer pleasure of giving the treat of your love to those around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be today like the Candy Man and dole out love-treats to all you encounter, whether you know them or not … whether they acknowledge you or not.  This can be in the form of a smile, a kind act, a loving word, or a loving gesture.  Do this, and you will be the one who surely receives the greatest gift.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do this, and you will be reinforcing love in your world.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note from Suzanne:  When I returned to the Pentagon in 2000 for my tour on the Joint Staff, I wandered up to the Navy hallways and discovered that the Candy Man was still making his daily rounds … still asking nothing in return, just handing out those little morsels of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On September 11, 2001, the Candy Man was one of the 189 people killed when the terrorists attacked the Pentagon.  His name was James T. Lynch, Jr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Sanaya says, share your love today and every day with all you meet, asking nothing in return.   Do this and help to spread the love, not the hate.  In honor of The Candy Man, pass this message and the link to those you love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-5124776186407260198?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/5124776186407260198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/pass-it-on_30.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/5124776186407260198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/5124776186407260198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/pass-it-on_30.html' title='Pass it On'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mLZuBt_hc7E/Tv3EcCtYJNI/AAAAAAAAAGI/kR_il9Ph8mI/s72-c/James%2BT.%2BLynch%252C%2BJr..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-851554006191515915</id><published>2011-12-29T08:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T08:54:39.712-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sacred and Holy</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Evil does exist in your world, but not in the form of a devil any more than God is in the form of a bearded man in the clouds.  There is no horned being with a pitchfork, no dark, bearded man with a glint in his eye.  Evil is the result of a complete lack of understanding of who and what the human truly is.  It is a lack of understanding that the human body cloaks the sacred, holy spirit.  If one recognized the Spirit within others, one would bow down on their knees and worship That.  If one truly recognized the Spirit within themselves, they would revere every breath they took as sacred.  They would honor the body as sacred and care for it with utmost respect.  Acts of evil would be impossible.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, what you know as evil is nothing more than ignorance and misunderstanding.  Have compassion for those who commit evil, for they are blind and deaf to the spirit within themselves and others.  It is not anger and judgment that will change them or their acts, but love and forgiveness.  You may not see the effects of your love and forgiveness in one who is profoundly blind and deaf in this lifetime, but you will have honored the Spirit, and there is no greater act than this.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-851554006191515915?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/851554006191515915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/sacred-and-holy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/851554006191515915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/851554006191515915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/sacred-and-holy.html' title='Sacred and Holy'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-8940127560265208284</id><published>2011-12-28T07:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T07:55:44.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Until You Meet Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Grief is a process.  This you know.  It has certain stages.  You cannot escape grief when you have lost one who is dear to you, and why would you want to?  Yes, we know:  because it feels so very awful.  The pain at times seems unbearable.  Do you not see that grief is in proportion with how much you have loved?  Your world is one of polarities.  You are here to experience the full spectrum of feelings so as to fully know love.  You touch grief and then you know it.  Now you know how very much you loved.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem comes when you remain in a grief state.  This is when understanding the truth that your loved ones still exist will help you to rise above the pain.  They are still with you.  You can feel them when you expand your beliefs and train the mind to be silent.  Know also that you will see them again.  Their love still surrounds you.  In the meantime, your famous bard was quite correct.  Is it not better to have loved and temporarily lost, than not to have loved that one at all?  The pain will lessen.  Bring them into your heart and hold them there until you meet again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-8940127560265208284?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/8940127560265208284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/until-you-meet-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/8940127560265208284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/8940127560265208284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/until-you-meet-again.html' title='Until You Meet Again'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-353477560042901411</id><published>2011-12-27T08:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T08:05:32.977-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Unique</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MWbCbG8GwuI/TvnCaiXGerI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Ku0hcRnAQZ0/s1600/mediterranean-garden-stone-wall1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MWbCbG8GwuI/TvnCaiXGerI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Ku0hcRnAQZ0/s320/mediterranean-garden-stone-wall1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690793365315418802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do not concern yourself so much with the spiritual growth of others.  Have you not enough to learn yourself?  Others will come along at their own pace, like a seed sprouting.  You cannot rush it.  Most importantly, why do you want to?  Is it because you want more peace in their presence?  Then is this your challenge or theirs?  It is the responsibility of no other to bring you peace.  Is it because you want others to experience the happiness and peace you have found?  A laudable goal, but could any other have told you in words how to get to the place where you find yourself now?  Perhaps a grain of wisdom here or there, but it was your path … earned step by precious step.  Would you have had another push you down it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relax and enjoy your own journey.  Enjoy observing others on their own.  Should they ask for your help, take them by the hand and give them a gentle nudge, then let go.  It is all about the journey.  Although all spirit is One, in this experience you call the human life each being is here to experience it in their own way.  That is how you grow—like a wall of individually shaped stones, with each contributing their own unique shape to the whole.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-353477560042901411?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/353477560042901411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/on-your-own.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/353477560042901411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/353477560042901411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/on-your-own.html' title='Unique'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MWbCbG8GwuI/TvnCaiXGerI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Ku0hcRnAQZ0/s72-c/mediterranean-garden-stone-wall1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-7745259386226611884</id><published>2011-12-26T08:20:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T08:32:48.987-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Golden Egg</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tjBNwo3qExA/Tvh0xFhcuzI/AAAAAAAAAFU/5ttva7P-_QQ/s1600/Golden%2BEgg%2B1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tjBNwo3qExA/Tvh0xFhcuzI/AAAAAAAAAFU/5ttva7P-_QQ/s320/Golden%2BEgg%2B1.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690426515827505970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The golden years.  Why do you call them this?  Gold is your most precious metal and holds much value.  The golden years are a time to be treasured as well, for by this time you have unraveled many of the mysteries of this life you are living.  The veil has lifted a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some, the later years are not so pleasant, filled with loss and the challenges of an aging body.  Try, please, to tap into the sea of wisdom available to you once the veil lifts and see the body for what it is—a vehicle for the spirit.  The spirit is far more precious than any golden trinket.  You are that spirit, not the body.  Do not disparage the signs of aging, but welcome them as a sign that you have gained much wisdom and will go on to gain more still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few lives are ever wasted.  Some lift the veil higher than others, but in most cases there is soul growth.  This is the golden egg for which all search, the grand prize ...  understanding finally who you are and that you never truly grow old.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-7745259386226611884?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/7745259386226611884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/golden.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/7745259386226611884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/7745259386226611884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/golden.html' title='The Golden Egg'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tjBNwo3qExA/Tvh0xFhcuzI/AAAAAAAAAFU/5ttva7P-_QQ/s72-c/Golden%2BEgg%2B1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-18157713696258718</id><published>2011-12-25T07:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T07:19:05.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Christmas Gift</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;On this day when so many gather to celebrate joy and love together, there will nevertheless be strife.  “Interpersonal conflict” you call this, and it is quite common in your world.  Today, on this day when you celebrate the birth of one who understood spiritual Truth, we advise you to follow his guidance and be only love.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it is your habit to be a peacemaker, then so be it, but do not worry so much about others’ happiness.  When you run about trying to make others happy, do you not actually experience a bit of fear and worry inside?  Give, instead, the gift of love.  Take a deep breath.  Know that the others’ task and path is to find love as well.  It is not your responsibility to find it for them, merely to find your own.  If, in radiating naught but love, others should find that love within themselves, then this would truly be a gift, would it not?  Allowing yourself to not worry whether others are content is actually a gift to yourself.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give the gift of love by simply being love, and the miracle of Christmas will occur again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-18157713696258718?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/18157713696258718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-gift.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/18157713696258718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/18157713696258718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-gift.html' title='A Christmas Gift'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-9054997652504148298</id><published>2011-12-24T08:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T08:09:09.274-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Embracing Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Forsake no other for the sake of yourself.  What you withhold from another you withhold from yourself.  You look through human eyes and see the eyes of another.  See instead the eyes of the spirit in all that you see.  In the eyes of a baby you see innocence.  In the eyes of one who has walked a crooked path you see the effects of living as a separate being.  Bring that one back into the fold.  Embrace him with love as you would an innocent child.  In so doing, you are embracing yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will all become quite clear on what you know as Judgment Day, when no other judges you save yourself.  On that beautiful day of transition, the only question asked of yourself is, “Have I loved enough?”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-9054997652504148298?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/9054997652504148298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/embracing-life.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/9054997652504148298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/9054997652504148298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/embracing-life.html' title='Embracing Life'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-7911983730881872992</id><published>2011-12-23T07:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T07:34:32.378-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoulds</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Your expectations cause you angst.  You think you know exactly how something should turn out.  You place upon a situation and upon other people all of your “shoulds.”  And do not others place their “shoulds” upon you as well?  What if these “shoulds” should conflict?  Then you will surely encounter conflict.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Too many chiefs and not enough Indians.”  One of your humorous phrases, but very wise when you are experiencing conflict.  Do you wish to deconflict your life?  Set aside your expectations and all of the “shoulds” – even those you place upon yourself.  Now relax and let the one Chief guide you.  “Thy will be done, oh Wise One” would be an excellent attitude to start with.  Then sit back and unwind.  Delegation is a wonderful thing, and your Source never minds carrying your burdens for you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-7911983730881872992?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/7911983730881872992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/shoulds.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/7911983730881872992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/7911983730881872992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/shoulds.html' title='Shoulds'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-138706826626805306</id><published>2011-12-22T06:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T06:49:53.815-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Spirit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ex7tssLJGMI/TvMZWMjT1uI/AAAAAAAAAE8/azJnO4wnmqg/s1600/love-heart-cloud.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ex7tssLJGMI/TvMZWMjT1uI/AAAAAAAAAE8/azJnO4wnmqg/s320/love-heart-cloud.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688918623416211170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You look for figures in the clouds … discernable shapes which you can identify and say, “Look at that!  The cloud has formed an object.  It is a sign!”  We have many means of giving you signs that you are not alone.  You have accepted the group belief that life is one way only.  When you step outside of this mentality and see with new eyes, the signs are abundant.  Reality shifts.  What you thought was your world takes on a new appearance.  With these signs and these shifts in reality you open to greater beliefs and greater experiences.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what life is about, and God rejoices, for is not all of life the Great Spirit experiencing greater and greater experiences?  As you step outside of your self-imposed limitations, you free Spirit to enjoy and create newer and greater things.  Be a free spirit and rejoice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-138706826626805306?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/138706826626805306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/free-spirit.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/138706826626805306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/138706826626805306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/free-spirit.html' title='Free Spirit'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ex7tssLJGMI/TvMZWMjT1uI/AAAAAAAAAE8/azJnO4wnmqg/s72-c/love-heart-cloud.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-7296090010427828142</id><published>2011-12-21T07:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T07:31:00.475-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bottom Line</title><content type='html'>(Looking for "Life After Birth"?  It follows this morning's entry from Sanaya...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It all comes down to love.  That is the bottom line, and the top, and the middle.  Why are the majority of your song lyrics focused on this subject?  Why do all struggle at some point in their lives to find it?  Why is it the motivating force behind all efforts, whether recognized or not?  It is because love is an actual energy, a force, a thing.  It forms life, itself.  It is Life, itself.  All comes into being because of or out of love, and you are that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you react out of love, you are at your most peaceful and genuine, for you are no longer living a lie that denies your true Self.  Be loving.  Be love, itself.  Be yourself, and you cannot go wrong.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love cannot be harmed.  Love cannot die.  Love simply is.  It is a state of being.  It is being, itself.  Now go back and reread these words.  In doing so, substitute any word you know for “God” in place of the word “love,” and perhaps you will understand why it is said that God is Love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-7296090010427828142?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/7296090010427828142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/bottom-line.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/7296090010427828142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/7296090010427828142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/bottom-line.html' title='The Bottom Line'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-8644297484127313428</id><published>2011-12-20T19:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T19:53:13.605-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life After Birth?</title><content type='html'>NOTE FROM SUZANNE:  THE FOLLOWING IS &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; FROM SANAYA.  THIS IS A WONDERFUL STORY GIVEN TO ME BY MY FRIEND, NITA.  WE DO NOT KNOW THE SOURCE OF THIS THOUGHT-PROVOKING ALLEGORY, BUT IT'S TOO GREAT NOT TO SHARE.  ENJOY, THEN COME BACK AND ENJOY SANAYA WITH ME EACH MORNING:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Once upon a time, twin boys were conceived.  Weeks passed and the twins developed in the womb.  As their awareness grew, they laughed for joy:  joy for their conception and joy to be alive.  Time passed and they began to explore the womb.  When they found the cord that led to their mother and gave them life, they exclaimed, “Wow!  What a great mother that she gives us life!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeks became months, and they both grew.  It got tight in there, and there was an intermittent squeezing that got uncomfortable and frightening.  The twins noticed how much each was changing.  “What does this mean?” one asked.  The other said, “It means that our stay in this world is coming to an end.”  “But I don’t want to go!” one said.  “But maybe there’s life after birth!” the other replied.  “But how can that be?  We will lose the cord, and how is life possible without it?  Besides, we have seen evidence that others have been here before us, and none have returned to tell us that there is life after birth.  No, this is the end.” And the one twin became despondent.  “If conception ends in birth, what’s the purpose of life in the womb?  It’s meaningless!  Maybe there is no mother at all!”  “But there has to be,” the other replied.  “How else did we get here?  How do we remain alive?  Have you ever seen our mother?” the first twin asked.  “Maybe she lives only in our minds.  Maybe we made her up, because the idea made us feel good.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the last days in the womb were different for each of the twins.  One twin worried constantly, lived in fear and deep questioning.  The other had faith and trust and waited expectantly.  At the time of birth, the twins opened their eyes and found a world beyond their wildest dreams.  They cried and their family smiled.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;It has been said that at a good birth, when the baby cries, the family smiles.  At a good death, the family cries and the dying one smiles.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-8644297484127313428?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/8644297484127313428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/life-after-birth.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/8644297484127313428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/8644297484127313428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/life-after-birth.html' title='Life After Birth?'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-3578060106360443229</id><published>2011-12-20T08:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T08:07:53.567-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Have no Fear</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Push fear aside.  It is a human emotion.  Fear is the opposite of love.  You are here to return to Love by experiencing its opposite.  Have you experienced it enough?  You feel a pang of fear at the thought of going Home.  “My work is not done here,” you think, and if you feel fear at the thought of leaving, then you are correct.  When you can feel peace and radiate love in every situation, then you have no need to experience life in human form.  But perhaps you are here for the good of those who still feel much fear.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many ways to serve.  May this serve as a reminder that love heals all ills and banishes the fear.  Just as darkness does not exist, but is merely a lack of light, fear does not exist.  Bring love to the situation and banish all fear.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-3578060106360443229?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/3578060106360443229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/have-no-fear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/3578060106360443229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/3578060106360443229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/have-no-fear.html' title='Have no Fear'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-9047201257045586318</id><published>2011-12-19T07:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T07:19:21.963-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Free to Choose</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Many a human has made a poor decision.  Not all choices made are in one’s best interest.  Some cling to their decisions as if they were belongings which must be protected at all costs.  In doing so, the cost grows.  Life is about change and growth.  It is quite all right to change one’s mind, to change one’s perception, and even one’s direction.  Be prepared to loosen your grip on former habits, old ways, and decisions you thought were set in stone.  Some decisions hang like a stone around the neck.  Let them go and set yourself free.  Do not stunt your growth out of pride of ownership over your decisions.  Be proud, instead, that you are free to choose.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-9047201257045586318?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/9047201257045586318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/free-to-choose.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/9047201257045586318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/9047201257045586318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/free-to-choose.html' title='Free to Choose'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-3782162632902077653</id><published>2011-12-18T08:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T08:20:18.719-05:00</updated><title type='text'>With Exuberance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oFCxI1GL0yc/Tu3oiu4ce1I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fE2ukT_2Tqo/s1600/Sunrise_Tree-600x421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oFCxI1GL0yc/Tu3oiu4ce1I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fE2ukT_2Tqo/s320/Sunrise_Tree-600x421.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687457587836779346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your Source is not separate from you, but It is larger than you.  Feel It settle in your heart, this presence, this Christ Consciousness, this knowing that God is not a being, that God is “being,” itself.  Can you worship that?  You need not worship at all.  Simply participate in that joyous unfolding of existence—of Life in all its glory.  You are that.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real you is Life, itself.  We are not talking of a body.  We are not talking of a mind.  Never mind the name or labels.  These are what hold you back from knowing your magnificence.  Let them all go, and what remains?  Existence.  Love.  Being.  That is God.  But that being-ness is not separate.  It is your essence.  Do you see now?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go forth this day with joy in knowing this.  Do not shout to the world with exuberance in your joy, “I am God!” for many will not understand.  And until you can look upon the poorest beggar and the mightiest tyrant and say, “And that is God as well,” then you do not understand.  Until you can look beyond all external appearances and all physical actions and see the true essence of Being-ness in all things, then we simply ask you to express love in all you do.  Do this and realization will come. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-3782162632902077653?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/3782162632902077653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/with-exuberance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/3782162632902077653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/3782162632902077653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/with-exuberance.html' title='With Exuberance'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oFCxI1GL0yc/Tu3oiu4ce1I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fE2ukT_2Tqo/s72-c/Sunrise_Tree-600x421.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-3237649312529416887</id><published>2011-12-17T08:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T08:01:37.535-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Universal Lessons</title><content type='html'>Note from Suzanne:  This past week I faced a couple of big interpersonal challenges.  The sun is back out today.  This morning Sanaya spoke directly to me at first, and then to all of us …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you not see that what you perceived as some of the best messages came to you this past week when you were facing challenges of your own?  Yes, to you it seems a blessing when all is going smoothly, but look how you grew.  Look how you had a chance to put into practice the teachings.  Look how the teachings we gave “specifically to you” (so you thought) spoke so very clearly to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotions, feelings, reactions, experiences are universal in your world.  Why do you think so many respond to these teachings by saying, “Sanaya was speaking directly to me!”?  Because we were and we are.  You are all one.  You think you are separate, but you are all children of the same God, the same Source.  Your physical DNA may seem to separate you, but your spiritual make-up is identical, matched with its Source.  You share the same spiritual “genes,” so to speak.  This is why you reach out to a brother or sister when they ache, for you understand pain.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always remember, the pain is temporary and it is a source of growth.  Embrace it, then rise above.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-3237649312529416887?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/3237649312529416887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/universal-lessons.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/3237649312529416887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/3237649312529416887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/universal-lessons.html' title='Universal Lessons'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-6870166682136735602</id><published>2011-12-16T07:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T07:52:31.962-05:00</updated><title type='text'>With New Eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color='black' size='2' face='Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif'&gt; &lt;div style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: auto auto 0pt; mso-add-space: auto" class=MsoNormalCxSpFirst&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;EM&gt;See with new eyes.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;This is the remedy for when you experience discomfort.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;If you are unhappy or less than joyful, if your thoughts constantly return to something that makes you uncomfortable, a mere shift in perception will cure your ills.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: auto auto 0pt; mso-add-space: auto" class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: auto auto 0pt; mso-add-space: auto" class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;EM&gt;It is quite easy to get stuck in one way of seeing.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Know that with this word "seeing" we mean thinking and perceiving.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;The human brain actually creates neuronal pathways in accordance with your thoughts, creating the same hormonal reactions and thus the same emotions in response to your habitual thoughts and perceptions.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;You can and oft do become addicted of sorts even to the most unpleasant of emotions.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;The body craves a dose of fear or anger.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: auto auto 0pt; mso-add-space: auto" class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: auto auto 0pt; mso-add-space: auto" class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;EM&gt;You wish to break the addiction?&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;See with new eyes.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;When you experience the undesired reaction—the fear, the anger, the unrest—shift your perception.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;See from another's eyes.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Whose eyes will you see from?&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Hopefully one with compassion and love for all others, for these are the antidotes to all ills.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: auto auto 0pt; mso-add-space: auto" class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: auto auto 0pt; mso-add-space: auto" class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Practice this shift in perception enough times, and when a situation or person who would have previously caused you angst comes into your awareness, you will respond in a wholly and holy new way.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-6870166682136735602?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/6870166682136735602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/with-new-eyes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/6870166682136735602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/6870166682136735602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/with-new-eyes.html' title='With New Eyes'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-578815644346543942</id><published>2011-12-15T06:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T06:40:56.287-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Conflict Resolution</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Conflict arises when two or more do not see eye to eye.  You have different ways of approaching the same goal.  One wishes to go in one direction, the other in another.  Oft times there is confusion about the destination itself.  The more you diverge, the more negativity surrounds the situation, and like magnets repelling each other, you cannot seem to come together.  This is called reverse polarity.  It does not work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is the solution?  Agree to disagree.  Meet in the middle and set new goals, even if this means a parting of the ways.  Surround the situation with love and surround the one with whom you feel in conflict with well wishes.  You do not all walk the same path.  You will eventually discover the reason your paths did cross, but cross they did—at an angle, not in parallel.  This you call conflict, but there is a reason for every meeting, every crossing.  What have you learned?  See the situation not with bitterness, but as yet another learning point in this school you call Life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-578815644346543942?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/578815644346543942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/conflict-resolution.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/578815644346543942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/578815644346543942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/conflict-resolution.html' title='Conflict Resolution'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-3255116373010201433</id><published>2011-12-14T07:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T07:20:28.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Posts Today ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-3255116373010201433?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/3255116373010201433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/two-posts-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/3255116373010201433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/3255116373010201433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/two-posts-today.html' title='Two Posts Today ...'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-5001214736861215469</id><published>2011-12-14T07:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T07:20:09.512-05:00</updated><title type='text'>#1.  On Right and Wrong</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;You have an expression, “Do not waste your breath.”  To you this means to try fruitlessly to defend yourself.  This is good advice.  What purpose does it do to state your case?  Does it matter if one is right and another wrong?  What if both are right in their own minds?  What does “right” mean?  You give it meaning and then become stuck in defending that meaning.  And what if the meaning should change, as surely it will, for all things change as growth is experienced?  And so, the effort spent in defending one’s actions, thoughts, and words served what purpose?  To antagonize another?  To make another feel better or worse?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it your goal to show another how to think?  Why do you feel the need to do so?  Surrender and allow all to think as they will, including yourself.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cannot waste a breath, for with each breath you experience and learn.  Once again we advise you to step back with compassion for all others as well as yourself, for you are learning through the angst and through the joy.  All is in perfect order.  Relax and live with joy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-5001214736861215469?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/5001214736861215469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/1-on-right-and-wrong.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/5001214736861215469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/5001214736861215469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/1-on-right-and-wrong.html' title='#1.  On Right and Wrong'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-2779633576797405446</id><published>2011-12-14T07:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T07:19:20.047-05:00</updated><title type='text'>#2.  On Winning and Losing</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;“You cannot win.”  Another of your sayings.  What is “winning?”  It is when you can beat the chest and say, “Do you see?  I am victorious.  I was right.  I caused the other to admit defeat.”  Is that truly winning?  What have you won, other than a momentary satisfaction of the ego?  And what have you proven to your ego?  That separation exists and is real.  In your heart you know there is no separation.  When you truly understand this, then it becomes clear that the greater You cannot win, for there is no winning and losing.  These are aspects of duality.  In Spirit, all is One.  There is no winning and losing.  All exists.  All is.  All is Love.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are focusing on winning and losing, on right and wrong, then you have stepped out of Love, out of Oneness, and into ego.  YOU cannot win.  YOU cannot lose.  YOU are Love.  Focus on that, and the need to win or lose becomes completely irrelevant.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-2779633576797405446?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/2779633576797405446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/2-on-winning-and-losing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/2779633576797405446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/2779633576797405446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/2-on-winning-and-losing.html' title='#2.  On Winning and Losing'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-7661668052598488776</id><published>2011-12-13T07:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T07:59:52.301-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stretched</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color='black' size='2' face='Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif'&gt; &lt;div style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: auto auto 0pt; mso-add-space: auto" class=MsoNormalCxSpFirst&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;EM&gt;You wish to go back to your bed and crawl into your shell.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;At times this life gets a bit much.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;The challenges come after you one after another.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Never forget that this is why you are here.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;You chose these lessons to help your soul to grow.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;If you want to run and hide, this is an indicator that you are being stretched.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Stretching leads to growth.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: auto auto 0pt; mso-add-space: auto" class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: auto auto 0pt; mso-add-space: auto" class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Go ahead and retreat into your shell—this shell you call a body.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;There in the darkness where no others can assail you, ask to feel the love which you are.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;No greater strength will you find.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Wear it like a suit of armor—not to keep others away, but so as to reflect upon all who see you the light you carry inside.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: auto auto 0pt; mso-add-space: auto" class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: auto auto 0pt; mso-add-space: auto" class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;EM&gt;This armor gets a bit heavy at times.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;You may feel it as a burden, until you realize that like the body, this suit of armor merely gives form to the formless.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Your true Self has no form and cannot be contained within a body.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;When you retreat inside you will understand this.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;So, escape for a while as you find the need.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Before long you will stretch so much that no suit can contain you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-7661668052598488776?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/7661668052598488776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/stretched.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/7661668052598488776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/7661668052598488776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/stretched.html' title='Stretched'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-5838161810214829180</id><published>2011-12-12T08:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T08:34:34.191-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>From Suzanne:  Please visit &lt;a href="http://www.SuzanneGiesemann.com"&gt;www.SuzanneGiesemann.com &lt;/a&gt;for several updates to the website (see "What's New" on the homepage), including a new essay entitled, "The Fear Factor."  Meanwhile, Sanaya's message for today is below ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-5838161810214829180?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/5838161810214829180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/from-suzanne-please-visit-www.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/5838161810214829180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/5838161810214829180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/from-suzanne-please-visit-www.html' title=''/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-3978037625498443780</id><published>2011-12-12T08:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T08:33:10.008-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Round and Round</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color='black' size='2' face='Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif'&gt; &lt;div style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: auto auto 0pt; mso-add-space: auto" class=MsoNormalCxSpFirst&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Circles.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Round shapes.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Spheres, balloons, balls.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;These have no corners in which to become stuck and stagnate.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;A circle is endless.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;All on the circle cycles round and round, always with the potential to come back to the beginning. All in the sphere is harmoniously connected.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Look for the shape of the sphere in your life:&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;your planet … the egg from which you were formed … all evidence of Perfection.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: auto auto 0pt; mso-add-space: auto" class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: auto auto 0pt; mso-add-space: auto" class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Your life is a circle.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;It truly has no beginning and no end, merely cycles of experience as you orbit through it.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;When you finally realize this, you can move with fluidity—with the flow of Life itself—and not get stuck in a painful corner.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Are you feeling stuck?&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Sit in the silence and feel the flow once again.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Ask to be led back into the stream—the life stream of life from which you have wandered.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;It is a circle.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;You will come back around, for Love is always guiding you home.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-3978037625498443780?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/3978037625498443780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/round-and-round.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/3978037625498443780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/3978037625498443780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/round-and-round.html' title='Round and Round'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-5700463571754191571</id><published>2011-12-11T08:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T08:03:10.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Season of Giving</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;You rush about buying gifts for each other—symbols of your love.  Why this tradition of bestowing a gift?  “I love you.  I wish you to know how much you mean to me.  Take this gift as a reminder.  When you see it, think of me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God gives you the gift of life.  Each of you is God’s gift to each other.  Now when you look upon a fellow human being will you see not the person, but God’s gift to you?  A symbol.  A reminder.  “Think of Me as you see this gift I bestow upon you.”  Now look at your hand.  Think of God as you look upon and use that hand.  It is God’s gift to you.  A reminder of how much you are loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All around you are reminders.  All that you see.  Gifts to be used, to be appreciated, to know that you are loved.  Your life is a gift.  You are a gift.  Will you not help the Giver to spread the love?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-5700463571754191571?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/5700463571754191571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/season-of-giving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/5700463571754191571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/5700463571754191571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/season-of-giving.html' title='The Season of Giving'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-5800979790287028496</id><published>2011-12-10T08:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T08:36:42.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let it Bloom</title><content type='html'>Note from Suzanne:  This week Ty and I attended a really fun Christmas party.  All present were separated into four groups for a variety of games.  For one of these games each team was given a word and had to write a poem based on that word (ours was “sausage!”).  I couldn’t believe how hard it was for us to come up with the required 16 rhyming lines.  We really struggled, and in the end our poem was pretty bad.  Everyone kept looking at me and saying, “Come on, Suzanne!  You write poetry!”  And I said, “No, I don’t!  Spirit gives me those words!”  It’s true that over 400 poems have come through my pen, but if I tried to insert myself in the process, the result would have been as bad as our pathetic sausage poem and the effort just as painful!  This morning I sat and asked for Sanaya’s message.  After two sentences I recognized a poem and smiled.  The words flowed non-stop with total ease.  Why?  Because I got out of the way and let Spirit speak.  In that meditative state I had connected with higher consciousness, and the result is the poem which follows, given to me from Sanaya in all of three minutes … Thanks for joining me to enjoy this inspiration from Spirit.  Read the words, then go on out and smell the roses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pick a flower from your garden.&lt;br /&gt;Put it in a vase.&lt;br /&gt;To smell its fragrance and see it there&lt;br /&gt;Does bring a smile to your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A flower is a symbol,&lt;br /&gt;A thing of beauty to behold,&lt;br /&gt;A sign that love is everywhere&lt;br /&gt;A story to be told.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look around you daily.&lt;br /&gt;See the signs of love in all&lt;br /&gt;In the beauty of a flower&lt;br /&gt;In the cry of a bird’s call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, stop and smell the roses&lt;br /&gt;Smell their sweet perfume.&lt;br /&gt;Bring this beauty to your heart&lt;br /&gt;And feel the love inside you bloom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a part of all that is.&lt;br /&gt;You are the beauty in a flower.&lt;br /&gt;You are the majesty of all you see&lt;br /&gt;For you carry in you God’s great power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That power is the love you feel&lt;br /&gt;Each time you stop and pause&lt;br /&gt;It’s then you know that all you see&lt;br /&gt;Is the effect of one great Cause.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Over 365 poems are at &lt;a href="http://www.Messagesofhopepoems.org"&gt;www.MessagesofHopePoems.org&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-5800979790287028496?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/5800979790287028496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/let-it-bloom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/5800979790287028496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/5800979790287028496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/let-it-bloom.html' title='Let it Bloom'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-4228410424462725876</id><published>2011-12-09T08:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T08:14:06.434-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How's the Weather?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Mastery of the emotions is a lofty goal.  To hold a steady state of peace is nigh unto impossible for the average human.  Strive for perfection, if you please, but be quite pleased to merely be aware of your emotions from moment to moment.  Pay attention to your body.  This is your barometer.  Is the pressure high or low?  Are you comfortable or not?  You adjust the settings. Those around you and events around you can set off alarms.  It is up to you to sense the alarms and adjust your reactions.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you enjoy drama?  Then, by all means, keep your settings on high.  But beware of the effect of high emotions on the physical body.  Do you wish instead for more peace?  Pay attention to your human weather station.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-4228410424462725876?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/4228410424462725876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/hows-weather.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/4228410424462725876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/4228410424462725876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/hows-weather.html' title='How&apos;s the Weather?'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-8802644315979884734</id><published>2011-12-08T06:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T06:38:00.784-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Greatest Gift</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;You package your gifts in a box, then wrap them in colorful paper.  Why do you do this?  So that the recipient does not know in advance what treasure lies inside.  YOU are gift-wrapped, my friend.  God has packaged you for a while in the most beautiful of wrappings:  a human body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each of you is decorated just a bit differently from the other, but the treasure inside all holds the same essence of its Giver.  It is your task in life to open the package and behold the gift that lies there hidden.  Will you be one of those careful beings who removes the wrapping oh so very carefully, peeling away each corner and very slowly revealing the contents to yourself and others?  Or will you rip off the wrapping with utter abandonment and joy?  Both methods are fine.  Worry not, as long as you savor the process.  Ultimately, the treasure is revealed to all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-8802644315979884734?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/8802644315979884734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/greatest-gift_08.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/8802644315979884734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/8802644315979884734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/greatest-gift_08.html' title='The Greatest Gift'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-2872038314422792972</id><published>2011-12-07T08:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T08:05:52.698-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace is the Prize</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color='black' size='2' face='Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif'&gt; &lt;div style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: auto auto 0pt; mso-add-space: auto" class=MsoNormalCxSpFirst&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Suddenly a thought occurs to you.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;You have forgotten to do this or that, or you focus on how much work lies ahead.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Suddenly you are no longer able to enjoy yourself.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;The body tenses.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;What has happened?&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;You were in the now, but now your consciousness has shifted to a future event.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;You are taking care of the task in your mind at some time in the future, and you have lost your equanimity.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: auto auto 0pt; mso-add-space: auto" class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: auto auto 0pt; mso-add-space: auto" class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;EM&gt;It is well and good to plan.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Take time to do this.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;But when you are involved in an enjoyable task, keep your focus in the present.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;It is quite easy to lose your sense of peace.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Merely shift your focus to the past or future.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;If you can learn to be entirely present, more peace will be the prize.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-2872038314422792972?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/2872038314422792972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/peace-is-prize.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/2872038314422792972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/2872038314422792972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/peace-is-prize.html' title='Peace is the Prize'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-1164067303298264299</id><published>2011-12-06T07:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T07:37:46.374-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In an Instant</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color='black' size='2' face='Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif'&gt; &lt;div style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: auto auto 0pt; mso-add-space: auto" class=MsoNormalCxSpFirst&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;EM&gt;An argument that lasts but a minute of your time does cause you to separate yourself from another for not just a minute, but for years.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;You no longer speak to that other.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;The body clenches at the mere anticipation of crossing paths, and when you do cross paths, you give a wide berth, avoiding the eyes and holding onto anger.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Why?&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;It is pride—a facet of the ego.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;"I was right!" the ego screams, "and you were wrong."&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Perhaps, but now who suffers?&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Two suffer, not because one was right.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;What is "right?"&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;A perception based on beliefs.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: auto auto 0pt; mso-add-space: auto" class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: auto auto 0pt; mso-add-space: auto" class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Perception is changed in an instant, but stubbornness and belief cause you to hold onto anger, resentment, judgment, and pain.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;If perception can change in an instant, imagine the instant change of seeing that the only thing that ever matters is love.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;The only thing that never changes is spirit, which is born of love.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Recognize that the human is flawed.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;The spirit is perfection in action.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;The human is spirit striving to once again reveal its perfection.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: auto auto 0pt; mso-add-space: auto" class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: auto auto 0pt; mso-add-space: auto" class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Release your grudges in a moment of grace.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Forgive your neighbor and you have forgiven your Self.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Do so in an instant and feel the love once again flow.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;It is that simple.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-1164067303298264299?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/1164067303298264299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/in-instant.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/1164067303298264299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/1164067303298264299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/in-instant.html' title='In an Instant'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-3027098139316592117</id><published>2011-12-05T08:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T08:13:34.054-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No Strings Attached</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color='black' size='2' face='Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif'&gt; &lt;div style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: auto auto 0pt; mso-add-space: auto" class=MsoNormalCxSpFirst&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Abandonment.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;What does this mean?&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;In your concept it means that another has left you—that they no longer need nor want you.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;The very reading of these words brings pain to your heart.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;All humans want to be needed, wanted, and loved.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;We wish you to know that when one human leaves another, it is merely through the physical presence.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Once joined in love, you are always connected.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;It is your human attachments which do cause you pain.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;You cling tightly to others, often out of fear and not true love.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;If you were to let go of your fears and attachments, you could look inside and there find all the love you need.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Feeling secure in your Self as the Source of love, all human beings could walk away from you and you would still be content, knowing that there is truly no separation.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: auto auto 0pt; mso-add-space: auto" class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: auto auto 0pt; mso-add-space: auto" class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;EM&gt;When you cease clinging, let go of attachment, and allow love to simply flow, then you are truly free.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-3027098139316592117?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/3027098139316592117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/no-strings-attached.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/3027098139316592117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/3027098139316592117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/no-strings-attached.html' title='No Strings Attached'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-6713407648803838503</id><published>2011-12-04T07:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T07:23:53.969-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nudges</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color='black' size='2' face='Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif'&gt; &lt;div style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: auto auto 0pt; mso-add-space: auto" class=MsoNormalCxSpFirst&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;EM&gt;The physical body has urges.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;With these you are familiar.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Quite a few are they, and you respond quite willingly to them, giving yourself food, drink, sleep, exercise, and so on.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;But do you not realize that the spirit has urges as well?&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;These you so often ignore.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;You can only go so long without food, drink, sleep, and elimination before the body rebels or shuts down.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;What do you think happens when you ignore the urging of the spirit?&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Aha!&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;It is not as you think!&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;The spirit never shuts down.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;You merely choose to ignore it.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: auto auto 0pt; mso-add-space: auto" class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: auto auto 0pt; mso-add-space: auto" class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;EM&gt;The spirit cannot die and it does not go away.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;It is who you really are—your true self—and its essence is love.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Its very purpose is to experience and express love.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;This is the greatest urge you feel:&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;to express and experience love.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Ignore it and you feel and experience dis-ease.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;You cannot ignore the bodies' urges.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;You choose to ignore the spirits.'&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: auto auto 0pt; mso-add-space: auto" class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: auto auto 0pt; mso-add-space: auto" class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Mind your choices carefully.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Listen to your inner urgings.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Act on them and find far greater ease in the flow of your life.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-6713407648803838503?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/6713407648803838503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/nudges.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/6713407648803838503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/6713407648803838503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/nudges.html' title='Nudges'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-1370042531932759284</id><published>2011-12-03T07:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T07:45:17.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing Pains</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color='black' size='2' face='Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif'&gt; &lt;div style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: auto auto 0pt; mso-add-space: auto" class=MsoNormalCxSpFirst&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Yes, it is true that man is meant to thrive.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;All things seek evolution, and man is no different.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;What is evolution, but a path of growth and improvement?&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;This is your natural tendency.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Can you stop the body from growing?&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Behold your fingernails.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Behold the self-healing of a cut.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Behold Perfection in action.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;And so, just as the body experiences growth, so does the soul.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Can the soul ever stop growing?&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;No, my friend.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;It may stagnate for a while or slip backward based on choices, but the ever-present pull upward does not go away. &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: auto auto 0pt; mso-add-space: auto" class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: auto auto 0pt; mso-add-space: auto" class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;EM&gt;The soul will experience unrest as it rests for a while.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;And then, when a choice is made which propels it once again on the upward spiral of growth, relief is felt.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;This is evolution.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;It is in your very nature.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Pay attention.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Are you restless?&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Are you uncomfortable?&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;These are growth pangs.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Mind your choices.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;When the pang eases, you are moving in the right direction.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-1370042531932759284?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/1370042531932759284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/growing-pains.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/1370042531932759284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/1370042531932759284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/growing-pains.html' title='Growing Pains'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-2826600113196213122</id><published>2011-12-02T08:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T08:29:03.464-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"I" vs. "i"</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color='black' size='2' face='Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif'&gt; &lt;div style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: auto auto 0pt; mso-add-space: auto" class=MsoNormalCxSpFirst&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;EM&gt;You are beginning to understand this very sacred of concepts, the I AM.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;When you truly and fully understand yourself as I AM, then you will know that there is nothing but the "I" that sees all, knows all, is all.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;This is not you.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Do not get hung up on your pronouns.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Feel this sense of "I" as the one "I" that has no other behind it.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Yes, the all-knowing, all-seeing "I" … the First Cause with all others—all of the little "i's"—being but manifestations of the one I AM.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: auto auto 0pt; mso-add-space: auto" class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: auto auto 0pt; mso-add-space: auto" class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Once this understanding begins to set in, we ask you to look upon others and see the Great I AM within them.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Say not, "That is John and that is Mary."&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Say instead, "That is 'I'."&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Do you feel how you rebel?&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;This is because your language pulls you to that place of thinking of the "i" as the ego.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Of course you are not John and you are not Mary.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;But you are an experience of "I," as is John and as is Mary.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Set ego aside and see the Great "I" within John and Mary.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Feel "I" as the essence of all beings.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: auto auto 0pt; mso-add-space: auto" class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: auto auto 0pt; mso-add-space: auto" class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Does not John feel the vastness of the "I" within?&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Does not Mary?&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;The "I" is all that is.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Now try again.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;"I AM That."&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Look upon John and Mary now and see "I."&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Say, "I AM That."&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Now do you understand that what you do and say or do not do and say to another you do unto your Self?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: auto auto 0pt; mso-add-space: auto" class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: auto auto 0pt; mso-add-space: auto" class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Namaste.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-2826600113196213122?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/2826600113196213122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-vs-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/2826600113196213122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/2826600113196213122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-vs-i.html' title='&quot;I&quot; vs. &quot;i&quot;'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693034519449351444.post-4809006427840717542</id><published>2011-12-01T06:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T06:52:30.741-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Small Talk</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color='black' size='2' face='Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif'&gt; &lt;div style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: auto auto 0pt; mso-add-space: auto" class=MsoNormalCxSpFirst&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Do you feel the need to brag and boast?&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;It is quite normal, but ask yourself why.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;If it is an inordinate need to feel better about yourself, then you have forgotten Who your Self truly is.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: auto auto 0pt; mso-add-space: auto" class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: auto auto 0pt; mso-add-space: auto" class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;EM&gt;It is one thing to share with others if that sharing is helpful and leads to greater understanding and enlightenment.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;It is one thing to share your excitement over an achievement, but beware of excessive talk of the smaller self.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Do not feel bad if you fall into this habit often.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Merely use it as an indicator that it is time to see and feel the greater Self within and to look within others for that Self as well.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: auto auto 0pt; mso-add-space: auto" class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: auto auto 0pt; mso-add-space: auto" class=MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman','serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Turn your focus away from limitation and look outside yourself for the variety of ways that God expresses through others.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Do this regularly and you will experience expansion rather than limitation.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;You are all limitless.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;Now, isn't that something to brag about?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693034519449351444-4809006427840717542?l=suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/feeds/4809006427840717542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/small-talk.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/4809006427840717542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693034519449351444/posts/default/4809006427840717542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzannegiesemannblog2.blogspot.com/2011/12/small-talk.html' title='Small Talk'/><author><name>Suzanne Giesemann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
