tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3089438252235223762024-03-13T17:26:45.472-07:00According to NatalieNatalie Harrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10400215629752939999noreply@blogger.comBlogger1931125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-308943825223522376.post-25703082192762299232018-12-28T06:17:00.003-08:002018-12-28T06:17:45.492-08:00David Goggins YOU CANT HURT MEIt serves me to have this place to let my thoughts fall out and have a place to land all gathered with out the spillage blown freely to the winds. So I am coming back here. And not telling anyone.<br />
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Pssssst. Except my soul.<br />
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I am back. I am here. HERE I AM!!! There is SOOOO much of me now. 182 pounds of soft and new and old and happy and scared. Oddly, this abundance feels.<br />
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Who knew? There are feelings begging to have words to release them. There are soul surprising dreams figuring their way into manifestation. There is LOVE. And MORE LOVE WANTED.<br />
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The energies of the OLD are fighting with the fuzzy energy of the new. Is it the David Goggins way of fighting past your mind daily and DOING the things you know you are going to hate....or is it the Mike Neil way-who proudly admits taking the Syd Banks way---ONLY DO what lights you up. And then there is the obvious...it can be BOTH. Can it?<br />
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The snow is wanting shoveling on the walks. Its end of month and there are women hoping I am showing up to assist them to a new rank. I am going to the hot tub...THEN I will strap on my get er done. Hmmmm. Love me some "&". #you can't hurt me<br />
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The Eclipse with Tina Hall and her FABULOUS FAMILY!!!! SOOOO MUCH LOVE!!! ---Florida friend from High School Days....who would have guessed that we would have spent a day and night together over 35 years later??? The GODS LOVE ME!!! And she boiled a Southern FEAST!! There was massive crab legs, lobster and kilbasa sausage too!<br />
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<br />Natalie Harrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10400215629752939999noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-308943825223522376.post-67523038768335743042017-08-25T20:55:00.002-07:002017-08-26T20:51:37.184-07:00August 25, 2017It's been a year.<br />
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Hello NEW NATALIE.<br />
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I am laughing. NEW NATALIE?? I see maybe I'm not so NEW after all--as I read thru my last post. Fear. And wanting to be loved. Still the headliner on my LIVE show.<br />
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Another year of FEAR done. And another year of LOVING passed. I have FEARED DEEP and LOVED HARD. Memorably, for all the eternities. The trembling for both is real and visible. Thank you. Just THANK YOU to every "one", everything, every situation, every delight, every problem figured and those still NOT figured, every new understanding digested and application attempted.... every every.<br />
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I want to put ALL the names on BOTH--the FEARS and the LOVES-- in gratitude and frustration. It feels like I would be disrespecting sacred ground if I did. I won't name specific people's names.<br />
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Soooooo....since last August:I have seen an ECLIPSE in TOTALITY. I have seen a BABY BORN LIVE xxooxx. I survived winter in Logan, Utah all the while re-falling in love with my little brothers---so crazy mad in love with them and HOW they love and show up for me. Missed my hot tub TERRIBLY. Wondered if the world might consider a female president whose only qualifications are STUDENT BODY PRESIDENT (I kind of remember parliamentary procedure) and my motherhood. I have felt helpless as an American citizen. I kept my insurance as it was raised from $487 to $957 for this single barren woman. I've read 43 odd books with a few others glazed through. I bought a new car all by myself--I got to choose EVERYTHING and I was shocked that I wanted BLACK on black..but I did...and I love it! I named her MADONNA because WISDOM comes from the darkness :) I have loved on the stars -ASTROLOGY! And understanding the Tarot as it lays out for us all the levels of human consciousness. The beautiful silken threads that are woven through this tapestry of life that CANNOT be pulled apart just drop my jaw! Sad for the necessary daily routine of checking for insulting chin hairs in the sunlight of a car rear view mirror. Added myself as DEVOTEE to yet another ascended master-- Kuan Yin. Got a speeding ticket. Kept my commitment to meditation. Experienced a few Expression Sessions. Gathered some incredible new friends, and held hard to some of the old. Still pondering GOD/GODDESSES. Cherished being held by family who law would dictate are no longer mine. Relished that words on paper do not MAKE or BREAK energetic love bonds. Workshopped with Dr. Joe Dispenza, Byron Katie, Kyle Cease, Shaman Tammy Goldthorpe, Matt Kahn, Martha Beck, Brene Brown, Oprah, and Deepak. I gained 17 more pounds and battle the self hate of fat and feeling ugly and hating to buy clothes. Yet, thwart the discipline that would bring change. LOVED ME A RIVER and WINDOWS and FULL MOONS, sunbathing naked. Unable to find a home I want to buy at a wise purchase price. Boated with my kids. Felt grown up a few times. Changed therapists twice. Found THE massage therapist of all time. Slept outside in my backyard :) Took lots of pictures of random things I want to hold in memory. Marveled at how many shades of GREEN there are in this world. My intuitive "pictures" in my head have increased and my dreams have become interactive. I discovered the JOY of compost tea to a gardener's heart. I see the magic of the people from my early years returning to finish the sharing/healing. I ingested TED TALKS galore. Discovered Pod casts :) :) :) And super cool phone apps!I have shared the love and high vibration of essential oils with ALOT ALOT peeps. I grew. I learned super important skills and philosophies in business. Bought a guitar and gave a guitar as a love gift. Sincerely embraced PARADOX and oppostites...which shed joy back into scripture reading of all the religions scriptures. Thrilled at the theater! Had a magical Fairy Birthday Party with Megs. I have returned to Yoga, running, dancing. FOUND OUT I WILL BE A GRANDMA again through Megan in December....<br />
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Whoa. I had no idea...so much in one year. Hello Natalie. NEW NATALIE.<br />
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My focus has been to be fiercely GENTLE...that when I go into judgement -- I will lift myself AGAIN and AGAIN to compassion. I might should take out the word fierce because I get stuck there.<br />
But I have experienced some success in this..and the FEELING of those times breeds the desire for more like it. My every day, my every experience testifies how little I know, and how much more there is to LOVE....just as it is. Even and especially, including ME, just as I AM.<br />
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<br />Natalie Harrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10400215629752939999noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-308943825223522376.post-18561554970510876242016-08-04T07:53:00.002-07:002016-08-04T07:53:32.195-07:00Wait for the lightFlying solo scares the bejeezus out of me. Some times.<br />
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Especially in the dark of the night.<br />
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When I am working something out, or not, the heavens seem to know they can find me at 330ish in the morning. I wake. The fear already wrapped tight, I start to use my "tools" to transform it into love. But there is NOTHING like the LIGHT of morning coming to literally lift off the darkness. Angels of Mine...I commit to listening in the day time. I do. Donald Miller told me 200 times in scripture it says DO NOT FEAR. Pretty sure thats cuz WE ARE GOING TO BE AFRAID. At 53, I know to be afraid. I know that things don't always work out. I also know that things not working out can actually be things working out. Paradox. Blessed Paradox.<br />
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I have a friend and business hero who put everything on the altar to promote her business and her passion...and her EVERYTHING was a lot more than most will ever even glance past. It didn't work out as she originally envisioned. She is not afraid. If she is, I can't see it or feel it. I'm a watcher and a feeler. I am a amazed. I am in awe. I feel MY potential by looking in on her...but I feel WAY to weary to pay her price. She scoops up the sacred heap of the remnants with peace. With no missed breaths, she has already started the transitioning to new places. In this lifetime she mastered fear. Mastered it.... and championed restructuring and HOPE. I want to be like her...but do NOT want to pay the price. There. I've said it. I want easy. I want only successes. Can't I please just be freaking amazing...FEARLESSS... without putting EVERYTHING on the line?<br />
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Yep. I know that ain't happening. I also know I'm pretty much NOT the girl to put EVERYTHING on the line...I don't move without some assurance. First child issues. Gots to keeps everybody SAFE.<br />
Call me Gideon. Again. And AGAIN. One more fire Gods...one more fire...could it be in the form of a penny placed in that place I asked it to be? So there is NO RETREAT on my part?<br />
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Did I tell you when I started Do Terra I didn't think through that I/we would actually one day have gathered thousands of people? That even though I/we have done it...and are gathering still...that there are days I feel like I have NO IDEA what I am doing and I am scared? I just want oils and happiness and incomes that produce sweet lives for my tribe. I am just winging it people. I am just winging it with the best I know. Yep, in fear. I have some ideas that worked for me...and a whole list of those that didn't work. It's time for me to channel some Robyn Peay, put fear in its rightful but non adhered to place, develop some new skills so I can assist in the growth of my business...so I can take it, and all of us to the next level. Please, give me/us wisdom. Grant us success in the changing world with the gift we have to share.<br />
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I will take today to build an altar for myself. An altar covered in GRATITUDE for the grit and love and transforming example Robyn Peay's business savvy and life living has been to me. It will also stand as a remembrance of the GRACE I am continually given, and the rescue from FEAR while so in the dark. I will lay Donald's book next to Liane Moriarty's and Kamal Ravikant's and Michael Brown's. 4 Real people on my planet. :) I am real. I can be real like them.<br />
4...the number of manifestation :) <br />
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I listened (again) to AMILLION MILES IN A THOUSAND YEARS on my drive to Boise last weekend. I am struck by how different it is for me to hear this book read to me over my reading it. Both experiences were poignant...but the gleaning so different. I wrote of this book before...I'd love a chat if you partake. I went to get a copy for a retirement present and laughed as I found it in the Christian book section. Me and God. God and Me. This is a book about the life story each of us is writing... How did God ever brave to let ME speak SOMETHING into the nothing? I am laughing...I will NOT EDIT GOD. So...HERE I AM xxooxxooxx<br />
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Delicious I tell you. Even more...the thoughts you will have as you lay the story over your own life...what would it be like if I lost the last 10 years of my life from my memory?<br />
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FEEL the LOVE in her face.....I imagine all scripture writers have the same essence.<br />
<b style="background-color: white; color: #252525; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22.3999996185303px;">Mary Oliver</b><span style="background-color: white; color: #252525; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22.3999996185303px;"> (born September 10, 1935) is an American </span><a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Poet" style="background: none rgb(255, 255, 255); color: #0b0080; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22.3999996185303px; text-decoration: none;" title="Poet">poet</a><span style="background-color: white; color: #252525; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22.3999996185303px;"> who has won the </span><a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/National_Book_Award" style="background: none rgb(255, 255, 255); color: #0b0080; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22.3999996185303px; text-decoration: none;" title="National Book Award">National Book Award</a><span style="background-color: white; color: #252525; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22.3999996185303px;"> and the </span><a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pulitzer_Prize" style="background: none rgb(255, 255, 255); color: #0b0080; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22.3999996185303px; text-decoration: none;" title="Pulitzer Prize">Pulitzer Prize</a><span style="background-color: white; color: #252525; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22.3999996185303px;">. </span><i style="background-color: white; color: #252525; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22.3999996185303px;"><a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_New_York_Times" style="background: none; color: #0b0080; text-decoration: none;" title="The New York Times">The New York Times</a></i><span style="background-color: white; color: #252525; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22.3999996185303px;"> described her as "far and away, this country's best-selling poet." </span><br />
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I was listening to Tara Brach's book on Audible RADICAL ACCEPTANCE (my heart having burned as a friend at Movara shared a snipet and I knew I was to partake) when Tara reads in her own voice, Mary's poem GHOST pt 7 as follows:</div>
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This is the first picture I hung in my new HOME after the divorce. I have had a cow "thing" going...it use to roosters..but I moooved :) on to cows...I ALMOST bought this huge cow pic in Boise...I have witnesses...I don't need to bore you with all the details. But lets just say, Sweet SWEET friend...INDEED the Universe, OUR GOD, does co ordinate and spiritually testify its LOVE to me in EVERYTHING.</div>
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EVERYONE.<br />
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Especially YOU sweet friend when you BELIEVE otherwise and share that with me.<br />
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Thank you Carol Lynn Peterson THE VOW...MILLIES MOTHERS RED DRESS<br />
Shakespeare, Whitman, Pam Pierson, Cummings, Maya Angelo, Dickenson, Frost, Bowning...Keats, Elliott, Jack Prelutsky...geez..I know I've forgotten some of the greats...<br />
Yesterday after the wedding we had a lucious lazy morning just the family eating and feasting on SHEL SILVERSTEIN.<br />
Thank you , THANK YOU THANK YOU!!!!! Shel Shilverstein :) :) :) :) :) <br />
THE VOICE<br />
There is a voice inside of you<br />
That whispers all day long,<br />
"I fell that this is right for me,<br />
I know that <i>this </i>is wrong."<br />
No teacher, preacher, parent, friend<br />
Or wise man can decide<br />
What's right for YOU---just listen to<br />
The voice that speaks inside.<br />
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Friend...can you SEE how it all fits so MAGICALLY together?????<br />
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I went to Florida to be there for the Grand Opening of THE HEALING HOUSE OF ALACHUA...Rudy and Ashley are frontline builders for me in Do Terra. They share the LOVE and HEALING of the Oils along with many other TOOLS in the Healing Chest. Ashley is a GIFTED Angel...and so is Rudy. They wrap me in my favoritest kind of LOVE. They have built a HOLY Temple.<br />
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Dear Friend...it was God's purposed, co -ordinating magic that organized it all in synchronized timing....JUST FOR ME...sending me to their Temple for Spiritual Strengthening before a big event in my life. xxooxx I was armed with sword of the Spirit... scripture from Mary Oliver. My feet shod in remembrance of the tail of my MERMAID self :) that IS the gospel of PEACE.<br />
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I wore my FAVORITE Breastplate of Righteousness (and had eyes to SEE)<br />
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I went to bed feeling the tugs of sadness I KNEW I would FEEL knowing that I will not be in the Temple to sit in the MOTHER'S chair for Spencer. I was too weary to kneel. I rocked myself with my leg as the tears kept coming. I knew when I chose other truths that this would be a sacrifice I would have to lay on the altar. My human self just WANTS TO BE THERE!!!!! My soul yearns for a different world. The moment is now. </div>
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I prayed for comfort that as I miss the physical witnessing, that my mother heart would be filled with the JOY of the marriage and not fixed on such a small part of what this means for our forever. I called all the angels and grandmothers and grandfathers and had a little hissy fit and reminded them how REAL I am but I wanna show up my highest self...even in my deepest feelings. </div>
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First I thought of Enos. I KNEW that the love I was FEELING was like unto his. </div>
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The energy of MY LOVE WILL seep past the exclusion--- and fill not only that chair, but all the chairs, AND the hearts of everyone joined there to participate. My love FILLS the building AND the miles around the perimeter....ALL THE WAY TO ISTANBUL...into every person's heart...especially to all the Mother's everywhere who have taught their sons about the God they know the best they knew and know HOW to do it....</div>
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LOVE IS THE ONLY REAL THING I KNOW!!!!!!</div>
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May the pure and holy parts of MY LOVE spread and fill hearts...create a space that others will look to the exclusions, the separating out, the teachings in Jesus' and GOD's name, and WONDER if there is not ANOTHER WAY??? How can WE all BE SOOOO LOST??? </div>
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No walls or chair filled with some other Mother can keep my LOVE excluded. A special blessing upon whoever that honored woman may be. I love you for being there. The human in me longs that it would sit empty as a marker of different choices. I know that just because I am his physical mother doesn't mean that many others do not deserve to share that space with me. I welcome, and beg, ALL who have Mothered him, to continue to HOLD HIM with me. We have a lot of life to live each other through. Our gift as mothers is to keep POURIN OUT THE LOVE!!. I feel SOOOOO much gratitude for the LOVE and tending everyone has given my boy. And to the Heavenly MOTHER who created his soul and trusted his formative soul lessons with ME....My knees and lips are kissing YOUR altar. </div>
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I woke at 333am ... to be showered with comfort. I googled to remind myself the significance of 333.....<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 19.2000007629395px;">The True Meaning of 33 and </span><b style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 19.2000007629395px;">333</b><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 19.2000007629395px;">. The </span><b style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 19.2000007629395px;">number</b><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 19.2000007629395px;"> 3 refers to the Trinity, and means that you are receiving divine protection, help, and guidance. In most cases, if you are seeing a lot of 3's, this is an</span><b style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 19.2000007629395px;">Angel Number</b><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 19.2000007629395px;"> sign that you have a close connection to Jesus, the son in the Holy Trinity</span></div>
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And all those things I didn't say<br />Wrecking balls inside my brain<br />I will scream them loud tonight<br />Can you hear my voice this time?</div>
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This is my fight song<br />Take back my life song<br />Prove I'm alright song<br />My power's turned on<br />Starting right now I'll be strong<br />I'll play my fight song<br />And I don't really care if nobody else believes<br />'Cause I've still got a lot of fight left in me</div>
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Losing friends and I'm chasing sleep<br />Everybody's worried about me<br />In too deep<br />Say I'm in too deep (in too deep)<br />And it's been two years I miss my home<br />But there's a fire burning in my bones<br />Still believe<br />Yeah, I still believe</div>
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Last night (Father's Day) I got on the lake at dusk. I had Grandad Steadwell's big blue shirt on wrapping me up in his love. He showed me a gorgeous feather on the way that I picked up and brought in to my desk on my return.<br />
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I was off to be on the water...MY MAGIC PLACE...to tell whoever my Heavenly Parents really are, THANK YOU..I had the sunset to my left and the almost full moon rising over the mountains to my right. I wish you could have been there with me to feel it. It was the BIGGEST moon I remember ever seeing. I sat and breathed in the beauty, the wonder, the GIFT of it all. I could FEEL the thousands of others out there LOVING on the same moon, the same sunset...together, ALONE.<br />
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4 white ducks circled me 4 times...we were quiet together...I wondered if I am the duck whisperer :) I wondered if I was counting wrong as I noticed them deliberately circling. 4 ducks..4 times circling and then 4 areas pondering for new intentions in the next 4 months. 4 stars out. 4 lights on in the homes surrounding the lake. 4...4...4444444!<br />
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I didn't want to come in. I had paddled to the middle and was just sitting. The Lemongrass was working super well, no mosquitoes. No one was expecting me anywhere for anything. The breeze was as if I had scripted it...I actually laughed out loud and asked "Where is the sound track?" Crickets started chirping on cue and a deep frog croak kept beat. I swear, I wondered...did that really just happen? Were they already chirping and croaking and I just noticed?????<br />
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My life IS MAGICAL. I was taught that the sensations I was feeling are the Spirit of God....this electricity at the top of my head that flickers, the race up the back of my spine, the warm swelling in my chest, overwhelmed in love. I was also taught that if I'm not living the commandments that I can't feel it---that it leaves me, it can't come and stay with me. So something is amiss. Either my personal experience has disproved another doctrine or the Gods continually give me an exception. ?Whatever you are, from wherever you come, THANK YOU. I am living my choices by these feelings and not by what others say. I know peace. Peace is when I take my 4 intentions to the lake, sacred and scared, not believing I am capable, and in petitioning--- am FILLED with Hope and LOVE and KNOWING that indeed.... I AM.<br />
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There is some pretty awesome DUCK TOTEM info out there...I was sad it wouldn't copy and paste...here is just some bits: LUCKY DUCK...preparation meets opportunity :) Be in the NOW, be in the moment, this is where all your power exists and is available to you. Go with the FLOW...where the waters take you naturally. Be at peace.<br />
Duck Totem:<span style="background-color: #d1e9b4; font-family: "pt sans" , "arial" , "arial unicode ms" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: 600; text-align: justify;">To see a Duck swimming is your </span><a href="http://spirit-animals.com/tag/connection" style="background-color: #d1e9b4; color: #213e00; font-family: 'PT Sans', Arial, 'Arial Unicode MS', Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: 600; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; text-decoration: none;" title="Totems Associated with 'Connection'">connection</a><span style="background-color: #d1e9b4; font-family: "pt sans" , "arial" , "arial unicode ms" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: 600; text-align: justify;"> with the unconscious and emotional body. They are reminding you that by allowing yourself to be vulnerable emotionally – you are freed to move on with your </span><a href="http://spirit-animals.com/tag/life" style="background-color: #d1e9b4; color: #213e00; font-family: 'PT Sans', Arial, 'Arial Unicode MS', Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: 600; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; text-decoration: none;" title="Totems Associated with 'Life'">life</a><span style="background-color: #d1e9b4; font-family: "pt sans" , "arial" , "arial unicode ms" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: 600; text-align: justify;">. You have the </span><a href="http://spirit-animals.com/tag/ability" style="background-color: #d1e9b4; color: #213e00; font-family: 'PT Sans', Arial, 'Arial Unicode MS', Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: 600; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; text-decoration: none;" title="Totems Associated with 'Ability'">ability</a><span style="background-color: #d1e9b4; font-family: "pt sans" , "arial" , "arial unicode ms" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: 600; text-align: justify;"> to blend and adapt to different situations.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: "georgia" , serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; text-align: justify;">Angel numbers are in fact used as tools of communication from higher powers</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: "georgia" , serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px; text-align: justify;">. All thru scripture...just research the number 40..or 7 or 12....</span><br />
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When you are receiving messages through <strong style="border: 0px none; box-sizing: border-box; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px;">Angel Number 4</strong>, the message likely has something to do with support. Number 4 is thought to symbolize stability in <a href="http://www.sunsigns.org/category/numerology/" style="-webkit-transition: all 0.2s ease-in-out; border: 0px none; box-sizing: border-box; color: #0033ff; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; transition: all 0.2s ease-in-out;" title="numerology">numerology</a>. There are many ways to interpret this message, depending on what is relevant to your life.</div>
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Perhaps this is a sign that you need to take the time developing your skills or knowledge in the workplace. Angel Number 4 could very possibly be a message for you to take the time to really hone in on the area of your life where you want to reap benefits. By dedicating yourself to this realm, you will be setting yourself up to reach your ultimate goals.</div>
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This might seem daunting initially, but know that it will be worth the effort. Taking the time to do things the right way will give you greater success in the future. If it wasn’t the right path for you, then you <a href="http://www.sunsigns.org/how-to-japanese-spirit-talking-kokkuri-san/" style="-webkit-transition: all 0.2s ease-in-out; border: 0px none; box-sizing: border-box; color: #0033ff; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; transition: all 0.2s ease-in-out;" title="How To Use Kokkuri-San – Japanese Spirit-Talking Method">spiritual guides</a> would not encourage you to pursue it.</div>
<span style="background-color: #d1e9b4; font-family: "pt sans" , "arial" , "arial unicode ms" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: 600; text-align: justify;">I wish I was brave enough to take my phone with me on the water.... this pic was taken after I drug the Kayak in the house. It was a 7 golf ball night ( I found 7 balls in the reeds as I kayaked the edges)...but as I bent over to pull the kayak up out of the water...3 fell back into the murky water leaving me with 4...yep...I GET IT. I HEAR YOU. I'm grateful. I've GOT THIS :)</span><br />
<br />Natalie Harrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10400215629752939999noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-308943825223522376.post-4265340636073080922016-06-19T10:03:00.001-07:002016-06-19T10:03:15.158-07:00Father's DayWhen I awoke this morning and the sun was starting to shine I was surprised I had slept so long. And GRATEFUL. The other surprise were the feelings welled up in my throat and out my eyes. Today is Father's Day. Yes, I am grateful for my Father who gave me life,, and I love him. I came here to learn from his LOVE...and the learning has been DEEP.<br />
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But today, this Father's Day, I am flooded with gratitude that my children have THEIR Father. That together we poured out our best LOVE and got to experience the ALL of us. Not worrying about appropriateness and others interpretation, I am going to plow ahead and record MY RECORD of my love and gratitude....for me. For my children. And for Don. EPIC LOVE deserves EPIC GRATITUDE.<br />
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THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU to each of you for showing up here on the planet for me, for Dad, for US.<br />
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Have I told you lately HOW MUCH I LOVE YOU...US??? WE ARE.....because Dad made a promise to me...and me to him. We ARE because Dad and I choose to LOVE each other for the eternities....and then could not wait to create the LOVE of YOU xxoox!!!!! WE ARE such a BEAUTIFUL creation. I am grateful for all the life that has brought us to TODAY. Especially the parts that didn't feel so magical and look to others broken. (Wabi Sabi). I love how the "broken" parts are the ones that have let their/our light IN. I don't believe in failure. I believe in growth and transitioning. THANK YOU DON J HARRIS. Because of your love, I am more authentically ME. Because of OUR Love and promises we have our family to share the journey of forever. I marvel in awe at each of our new loves and ways of LOVING. I stand incredulous in our light and knowings. THANK YOU Don for all the love and caring and kindness and unkindnesses--- both directions. Thank you for choosing to live the REAL and the LOVE of US. Thank you for showing me other ways a parent can Father. . Just THANK YOU. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE the ALL of US.<br />
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With a disdaining smirk I thumb the IRONY of my absolute abhorrence of the Mormon Church's doctrine of Polygamy... (Yea, let's not go there)...Yet, never with a more open or FULL heart, do I JOY in welcoming Marjorie into our family circle. Paradox. Truly, paradox IS this life's lesson. The relief and gratitude...literally JOY, I feel at Don's HAPPINESS in finding her! And then the JOY of Casey and Holly joining us as well...Happy tears xxooxxooxx And...the anticipation of Father's Day's YET TO COME!!!! And the GOOD Fathering that will happen as a duplication of Don J. Harris' example and goodness. HIS IS OUR LIFE!!! WE CHOOSE THE HAPPY!!! WE CHOOSE THE LOVE!!!<br />
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<br />Natalie Harrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10400215629752939999noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-308943825223522376.post-68135404861971007502016-06-17T16:42:00.002-07:002016-06-17T16:42:49.263-07:006 6 16 and 6 16 16 We signed for the sell of the B's home on 6 6 16. Then...yesterday they signed to buy their new one on 6 16 16...,Not so sure I like 6"S...it is unbelievable the number of things that went sideways...all corrected...but sideways non the less. Numbers, they MEAN things.<br />
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I just couldn''t get dressed for Strawberry Days Rodeo till I wrote down some MAGIC from today...the drive along highway 89 up into Harrison BLVD all the way up to Ogden Canyon...the 2 little boys..8 and 6 ish fishing on the pond. Soft serve ice cream at Chick Fillet. The blackbirds protecting their nest on my run. Pretending my water was coffee. Becky calling to check in. Waking up to the smell of my sheets. LOVING that I had no idea who I would meet today...and who new I might end up loving. Review from Rikki on Air B and B. Audio books. Remembering...I LOVE what I choose :)<br />
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I LOVE when the flowers are EVERYWHERE....so much LOVE remembered.<br />
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Funny what came up as I layed here under the most perfect BLUE sky. Weeding. Wheat grits. Bam Bam Specials (whole wheat pancakes that only the dog would eat SOMETIMES). Begging to go to Hawthorne to the Library. Batches of baby animals, all knowing she would tend to them or get them to the pound. Dying her hair. Not getting her hair wet in the pool. She loved Daises best of all. She loved cat tails...and I was surrounded by them on my Kayak trip earlier in the day. Hanging laundry. Tending. Strawberry Short cake for my birthday. Picking Blueberries. Gathering Pecans. Melrose Bay. Nana. Robinson's grocery. Trips to the dump. Nursing the boys in the car on the way home from church. Datsun B210 with hole in the floor. Cheese slicer from my hope chest. Explaining the Olympics. Shaving legs conversation. And ALOT of other stuff....<br />
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G-mom hid peanut butter cookies from Grandad just for her and me. She would make "dippy" eggs so I could dip my toast in the soft yoke. I got to go find the chicken egg and wait to see if it was a double yoker----almost always was---MAGIC CHICKEN. Gave me a tiny diamond ring when I was 4 and I lost it in the dirt while making mud pies. Carrots and turnips. Knitting. Teaching me to knit. Sleeping out in the trailer by the back shed in the winters. Teaching me silly songs.."Oh I wish I was a little bar of soap...Oh I wish I was a little bar of soap...I would slippy and a slidey over everybody's hiney oh I wish I was a little bar of soap.". Alone... soooo far away in Canada. McIntosh Caramel. Talking with Mom in the car about life and man choices. Collapsing at Mums grave. Watching her, and GrandDad as she left this world.<br />
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Eating his Rolaids like candy. HAPPY JUICE (coffee flavored cream and sugar) Smoker. BBQing. HUGE GARDEN. Eating his cherry tomatoes. Nap time on the cot in his room. Snorring. The Royal Family. Cussing with gusto. Jokes. Philosophy...so much I have adopted...WHO KNEW? War stories and atrocities. The FARM. Ray. Mowing the acres. onions. Eggs and Bacon every morning. Pork Chops. Smell of his garage. Fly strips. Car collection (just realized I probably got my car attachment from him!!!! Don't think he ever sold off one of his vehicles...he just kept them...even after they didn't work!!! Whoa! "I love you Sissy" said to my Momma. The way he would hug her. They way he always asked "Are you alright?" And then he'd look deep in her eyes. Learning that he pair skated with my Mom. Meeting his family in Thunder Bay in my 40's. Genealogy on my Scottish side. His humor. Wiffle birds. Heart Monitor. Morning Paper at the table with his coffee. Stock checks. Shooting skunks. Wild Turkeys. Politics. Prejudice. WHERE IS GOD? "right now, this minute, YOU are my favorite girl". Weirdo dream about the attic. War medals. Sunday night dances at the legion.<br />
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Sometimes, some DAYS are just more significant. I woke and ran the canyon with my besties. Then, for YEARS I have had this magazine cut out of a project I wanted to do with the kids....a fish pond in a barrel...and today was the day. I LOVE HOME DEPOT...it was one stop get it all. Meg and I had more fun than the boys. We can hardly wait till Wednesday when it will be ready for the fish. My heart beats fast as I see Megan love creating her own MAGIC garden space of her own. I LOVE my life.<br />
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After the garden magic, Josh and Christine and I took the kayaks out in MY :) lake till it ends at the 11th hole,, got out, drug them, over the golf green into the rest of the lake....into a windy 2 mile path that opens into Utah Lake. I kept erupting with happiness. I wanted the world to come share the beauty of it all...but not all at once. I loved that we didn't pass a soul till we got into Utah lake. I was surrounded by cat tails...,one of my moms favorites.<br />
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The way back was interesting...between going against the wind and the shallow water it took twice as long to get back and I even got out and just walked it a good ways. But I felt the HAPPY of just being in the world...of being IN the water...of wind and sun and sand and birds and carp and my Joshy and my really being alone but not alone. I felt everything I had ever loved about any life that I have lived come to my chest and vibrate there.<br />
I was so grateful to be born So grateful to my Mother...eager to take flowers to her grave. So grateful to everyone ahead of me who made the way so I could come. They knew the way here would be easy...but the way back would be windy and alone and some parts I would just have to stand up and drag my butt to the next smooth , deeper spot.<br />
I layed in Springville Cemetery with the days end sun on my freshly showered skin and freshly washed hair. GrandDad liked it when my hair was WILD and bushy. "look like a true Scot". I knew mom would like my body wash and smiled. Thought of her Estee Lauder Youth Dew perfume ,opening the bottle in front of her mirror and smelling deep. Wondered on the medicinal quality of cat tails since they have shown up in a 3 sequence. Cried. Cried some more. Just missed her. Missed them. I feel like I need my people. Bless us. I need them more than ever NOW. Big transformations under way here. Wondered what it would have been like to have had a mother--to have had HER in my 30s and 40's and...50's. WHAT /WHOin the Universe decides that I will do it without one? Even as I write this I know she /they have been here.<br />
I remembered her bringing the babies home and how much love that brought to me. How my whole life I have loved a baby....and so did she.<br />
How I am HER BABY.<br />
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These guys are all over the pond. There is one in particular who sits on my ridge and fusses at me.<br />
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One variety has a yellow head and throat which stands out strongly agains the black plumage. Yellow and black has long been associates with the Archangel Auriel. Auriel is considered the tallest of the angels with eyes that can see across eternity. This being oversees all of nature and all of the nature spirits. Auriel has traditonally been associated with the summer.<br /><br />They nest in swamps, marshes and low brush - usually just a few feet from water. Again this reflects a tie to water, an ancient symbol for the feminine force and for Nature. They often use cattails as perches. A study of the herbal qualities and characteristics of cattail will provide further insight.<br /><br />Blackbirds are known for fiercely staking out their own territory and they will often drive off any other of their kind in their vicinity. Because of this, the sight of two blackbirds sitting together is often considered a good omen. In Europe, blackbirds came to be associated with St.Kevin, and one story tells of how they nested in his hand. Again because of this association to have blackbirds nesting in your environment is usually a beneficial sign. St.Kevin was knows as a person of tremendous gentleness and love.<br /><br />If the blackbird has come into your life as a totem, you will open to new surprises and to a new understanding of the forces of Nature as they begin to migrate into your life.</h2>
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I am the HAPPY HAPPY Owner of 2 of these sweet kayaks. If you just want a Happy GET OUT of the world and GET IN the moment...come on over and we will get in the lake. Did I ever tell you how much I LOVE WATER????</div>
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Even I don't get my weirdness in my attachment to this vehicle. She is a 2003 and I've had her since 2005. That's a LOT of getting places LOVE. I L O V E this car. Poor Michael...he was driving us to REI...we are in the parking lot going to park and this pretty, young, I think texting (she was looking down as she plowed into us) girl made this boo boo. It so ruined her day...and it didn't make mine great, but I really loved being 53 and KNOWINGS. I wanted to give her my peaceful heart and reassure her that this is just an inconvenience. Maybe we were suppose to meet?<br />
I have been thinking for so long now over whether I should move on and get a new car since she has 248k on her??? Man, I just depend on her consistency and dependability. I love no car payment. I am praying for my car. Yes I am. Calling all angel mechanics to heal her quick and keep her with me.Natalie Harrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10400215629752939999noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-308943825223522376.post-73618779792421535712016-04-27T06:39:00.000-07:002016-04-27T06:39:18.922-07:00The Love is getting Bigger and BIGGERMy heart is filled up and flowing out all over the place....We are SOOOOOOO excited to have CASEY and MARJORIE coming into our family. With Holly that makes THREE more Harris women to Love into us, around us, ON us, WITH US!!!<br />
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Don and Marjorie to marry 11 June 2016<br />
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Spencer and Casey to marry 1 July 2016<br />
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How ridiculously ADORABLE?<br />
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She choose MY grandmother's engagement ring...sniff sniff<br />
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Sam and Holly marry 19 Aug 2016 These are only a few of their adorable engagements....Spencer and Casey will have theirs posted soon,<br />
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Home from a SUPER GREAT trip to Boise. Preached Do Terra :), walked the River, walked the Island in Emmit, feed yummy turkey burgers and schooled more on the FAST METABOLISM DIET by Tina, saw Tina's home for the first time (those boys of hers are MEN!) bought a darling table for the entry at a FUN shop called REAL DEALS, went to MY BIG FAT GREEK WEDDING, had yummy Salmon at Goodwood, Aroma touched 7 people, met a new friend with ALS, stopped at Crystal Hot Springs on the way there and back, got to spend time with Joshy on the drives, got loved on by family. Life is BEAUTIFUL!!!!<br />
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Once home crashed in bed by 9..turned on TV...started a new show THE CATCH...didn't make it many minutes in before I fell asleep...but they showed this painting and it held my heart. How incredible that I could wake and find it online within minutes..<br />
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Happy Monday...,Happy GREAT WORLD we live in...Crazy the talent, the love, the opportunities, the people... that are mine...Natalie Harrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10400215629752939999noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-308943825223522376.post-36549534414320525312016-03-18T11:45:00.001-07:002016-03-18T11:45:34.177-07:003 THINGS I LEARNED FROM MY LIFE COACHhttp://www.oprah.com/inspiration/Kate-Gavino-Life-Coach-Experience<br />
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<br />Natalie Harrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10400215629752939999noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-308943825223522376.post-62734273994547174692016-03-14T13:40:00.001-07:002016-03-14T13:40:28.592-07:00SOOO Glad to KNOW you C.Jane KendrickSo easily fell in love with this woman and think you might too....Thank you Megan for the introduction xxooxx<br />
http://www.cjanekendrick.com/<br />
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I went to cover my planner and I usually put a BIG goal I want to realize on the front...like PRESIDENTIAL DIAMOND. But it was different this year. I could not find JUST what I wanted. I had pulled this artwork from an old calendar of Mary Engelbreit. It was OK..but not truly calling to me...or so I thought. Acknowledging my all or nothing tendencies, I quickly gave my self permission to change it once the RIGHT thing came along. I needed it protected for the trip to Seattle. Once secured with contact paper...the MAGIC began. You can't make this stuff up people.<br />
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As I was waiting for time to leave for my flight I was on page 255 of Dr. Joe (Breaking the Habit of Being Yourself) and I read --about an unwanted state of BEING--"some people mentally open a door and pass it through and others hand it over in a note"...I smiled and thought..."oh...funny how you notice things once you make it your own...a DOOR reference!"</div>
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I did a card reading on myself for the year...and I pull...GREENMAN'S DOOR!!!</div>
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"you are entering a world between the world's, that can bring many things to fruition in your own world in "record time"...oh...there is some more truly crazy great stuff with this card!</div>
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Robert Holden is the opening Speaker at the conference and starts telling all the synchronities he was experiencing with this particular photo of CHRIST at the DOOR. This is a scene described in Revelation 3:20"Here I am! I stand at the door and knock, if anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in and eat with him and he with me." There is a handle..but its on the inside.:)</div>
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Then I graduate to a futher level of mediation in Dr. Joe's book and this is a phrase from the mediation"Universal Mind within me, I forgive my fear and insecurities,and I give to you. I trust that YOU have the mind to replace them much better than I could. Arrange the players in my world so that <b><i>DOORS OPEN FOR ME.</i></b>"</div>
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I get back from Seattle and I'm meeting with a group of favorites discussing what we are manifesting...ALL of us weary of being SEEKERS and all of us documenting what we are FINDING. This mediation practice. IT WORKS PEOPLE. We are talking along and Stormie says"It felt like a sliding door moment". I sucked air...I said ..."A WHAT?" And she said..you know.. like in the movie with Gwyneth Paltrow." Nope...never heard of it. I'd give the movie a 6 of 10...but the IDEAS therein are rich. (I LOVE Gwyneth. Because of her I know the neck I'm putting in for in my next life). I go google immediately and IT IS A REAL THING:<i style="background-color: white; color: #252525; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22.3999996185303px;"><b>Sliding Doors</b></i><span style="background-color: white; color: #252525; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22.3999996185303px;"> is a 1998 British-American </span><a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Romance_film" style="background: none rgb(255, 255, 255); color: #0b0080; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22.3999996185303px; text-decoration: none;" title="Romance film">romantic</a><span style="background-color: white; color: #252525; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22.3999996185303px;"> </span><a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Comedy-drama" style="background: none rgb(255, 255, 255); color: #0b0080; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22.3999996185303px; text-decoration: none;" title="Comedy-drama">comedy-drama film</a><span style="background-color: white; color: #252525; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22.3999996185303px;"> written and directed by </span><a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Peter_Howitt" style="background: none rgb(255, 255, 255); color: #0b0080; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22.3999996185303px; text-decoration: none;" title="Peter Howitt">Peter Howitt</a><span style="background-color: white; color: #252525; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22.3999996185303px;"> and starring </span><a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gwyneth_Paltrow" style="background: none rgb(255, 255, 255); color: #0b0080; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22.3999996185303px; text-decoration: none;" title="Gwyneth Paltrow">Gwyneth Paltrow</a><span style="background-color: white; color: #252525; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22.3999996185303px;"> and </span><a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Hannah_(actor)" style="background: none rgb(255, 255, 255); color: #0b0080; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22.3999996185303px; text-decoration: none;" title="John Hannah (actor)">John Hannah</a><span style="background-color: white; color: #252525; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22.3999996185303px;">, while also featuring </span><a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Lynch_(actor)" style="background: none rgb(255, 255, 255); color: #0b0080; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22.3999996185303px; text-decoration: none;" title="John Lynch (actor)">John Lynch</a><span style="background-color: white; color: #252525; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22.3999996185303px;">, </span><a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jeanne_Tripplehorn" style="background: none rgb(255, 255, 255); color: #0b0080; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22.3999996185303px; text-decoration: none;" title="Jeanne Tripplehorn">Jeanne Tripplehorn</a><span style="background-color: white; color: #252525; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22.3999996185303px;">and </span><a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Virginia_McKenna" style="background: none rgb(255, 255, 255); color: #0b0080; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22.3999996185303px;" title="Virginia McKenna">Virginia McKenna</a><span style="background-color: white; color: #252525; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22.3999996185303px;">. <b>The film alternates between two </b></span><b><a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Parallel_universe_(fiction)" style="background: none rgb(255, 255, 255); color: #0b0080; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22.3999996185303px; text-decoration: none;" title="Parallel universe (fiction)">parallel universes</a><span style="background-color: white; color: #252525; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22.3999996185303px;">, based on the two paths the central character's life could take depending on whether or not she catches a train and causing different outcomes in her life. </span></b></div>
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I had been studying more and OTHER ancient scripture about the creation and the APPLE representing the DOOR.</div>
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I had a dream whereby my children represented the doors to my gifts. Some still not realized.</div>
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I was listening to a random Hay house radio presentation , it is on FENG SHUI and she starts expressing the importance of the feeling from your front door...and that your front door not be squeaky...Josh got right on that for me :) Have some plans in mind for the entrance:)</div>
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Being a first class enabler and learning myself out of those behaviors I have been practicing BOUNDARIES with DOORS that can open, but mostly get to stay SHUT.</div>
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Natalie Harrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10400215629752939999noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-308943825223522376.post-69862665213146446322016-02-22T13:25:00.001-08:002016-02-22T13:25:33.611-08:00WE ARE OTTERS OF THE UNIVERSE!!!!<img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-_rA-jPAS2uc/TX2J7QTfySI/AAAAAAAAd3o/00r5nbVZIIM/s400/Otters.jpg" /><br />
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I had an assignment ...here I am. Did it. Done. No, I don't like pictures of myself at 52 or 180 lbs. I have a love/hate relationship with counselors. I decided since I didn't have a partner to assist in rubbing off the rough edges or to give feed back when I'm sure I can't see all my crazy... I'd pay for one. If THESE kind of assignments keep up I may fire that counselor :) Typed with all the love in my heart :)<br />
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I run at the rec center...I was feeling fat and picked on that it had to be INDOORS with the snow...feeling old that I didn't want to slip...a thought younger years never entertained. As I rounded the corner...this sweet sweet man, gave me a lesson in GRACE. Obviously he has had a stroke. He could barely move...I lapped him before he made it to the next rounded corner...but as I passed...he was humming....at first I thought he was mumbling and maybe needed help...as I turned..his old and learned face smiled at me. I ran over a mile in the time it took him to not even complete one!!!And he was still humming. I'm going to HUM more.<br />
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The Texas Loves always bring excitement. Donelle and her Mom Marilyn are both in Diamond Club and I went o throw them a Big Ole WE GOT THIS Launch. Well...this is Miss Donna...but I affectionately call her MARTHA because if it can be made with an Oil she makes it and teaches the rest of Texas to do the same. I am the lucky woman she made that entire basket of bath bombs for. :)<br />
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First time seeing COWBOY Church ! These starched and duded FINE looking men were on their horses waving everyone in from the freeway.ALMOST made me want to go to church.<br />
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I spent the day today at an all day Meditation Retreat. We started at 8:30 and I went to 7. I am in awe of the world has documented now. I will have to come back later and write more thoughts. But THANK YOU Huble for the telescope that showed us there definitely are more Universe's. THANK YOU Apple scope for showing us the INFINITY of Universes. Thank you Marc Stephens, TM INSTRUCTOR extraordinaire, for getting me when I say how could ANY BOX , religious or scientific, hold all of that????<br />
<br />Natalie Harrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10400215629752939999noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-308943825223522376.post-13127431606803917692016-02-05T14:50:00.005-08:002016-02-05T14:50:46.252-08:00Tim McGraw - Humble And Kind (Official Video)<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="270" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/awzNHuGqoMc" width="480"></iframe>Natalie Harrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10400215629752939999noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-308943825223522376.post-62265612904535124762016-02-05T14:10:00.001-08:002016-02-05T14:10:22.372-08:005 Regrets People Make on their deathbeds1. I wish I had the courage to live a life true to myself and not the life others expected of me.<br />
(Pretty sure I'v got this one down)<br />
2.I wish I didn't work so hard.<br />
(Maybe...but does it count if you LOVE your work?)<br />
3. I wish I'd had the courage to express my feelings.<br />
(Ummm....believe it or not...there are some still locked pretty tight)<br />4.I wish I had stayed in touch with my friends.<br />
( I want to do so much better)<br />
5.I wish that I had let myself be happier.<br />
(I'm GOOD at this one...even with the random 3 day take over a bit ago...)<br />
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Samuel Joseph Harris Proposed to Holly Krupa on the 20th of January 2016. We will be having some nuptials officiated on the 19th of August 2016....and some cake eating, present giving and some dancing. AND SOME BIG LOVE CELEBRATING<br />
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So....the story goes...Sam tried to kiss her twice and she rejected him both times...so he said after the second rejection that IF they were EVER to kiss...SHE would have to initiate it. A few weeks later she asked him to STOP at this STOP sign above and she kissed him. So he proposed to her there. Only a few steps away from our first home ever.....<br />
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<br />Natalie Harrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10400215629752939999noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-308943825223522376.post-16372963346804692762016-01-24T07:41:00.001-08:002016-01-24T17:18:16.338-08:00depressionWe are struggling with DEPRESSION here. Struggling is a weak word.<br />
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Treading in 15 foot rolling waves of HOW THE HELL TO GET OUT OF THIS .<br />
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We have struggled before. I personally had not known this place. Until now. I am on the upswing, but I am not OUT. As I begged the heavens, the ancestors, the friends, the internet, Doctors, counselors, books to help him....I wonder that giving ME a personal touch was "their" loving answer. I wondered if it came to me from the sheer HELPLESSNESS in trying to eradicate it from my mancub? from many in my beloved work tribe. Mostly my mancub. And now, mostly me.<br />
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It is so damn intolerable.<br />
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Where is the Priest who can exercise this out? And oh God...please let those who are sure it is my UNRIGHTEOUSNESS be struck with it soon.<br />
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What the HELL...life is ALREADY PLENTY TRICKY. I have bills to pay. A business and people to show up for. I have weight to lose. A heart to refine. Where did the caring about any of it go? I know I'm suppose to. I have a foggy remembrance that I did. That I do? I don't care about me....just take it from my boy.<br />
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WHERE IS YOUR GOD in this? WHERE is mine?<br />
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Could SOMEBODY just keep the Eggs Benedict coming...slide it in quick and then LEAVE so I can hide in the TV land of SUITS. Please..don't forget the avocado and THICK bacon. I'm sorry I don't want YOU to come in with it. But I'm not.<br />
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I called for help from a few friends. The ones who are left who don't care that I can't believe in their God. Oh dear God--- whichever one is the ONLY ONE TRUE GOD--- let my brain STOP. Let it REST. I am worried that I might offend someone in that sentence up above above about the friends who disappeared. All is not lost I guess..I DO still care. A LOT OF SOMEONES...most of the SOMEONES who WERE in my life. I get how scary I must feel to them. And now...lets pile on the <b>stigma</b> of depression.<br />
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If you are depressed...since<b> I am</b> depressed...don't I get some BIG GRACE??????? Look, I don't want you to go to hell...I want you to go to your HEAVEN. The heaven of YOUR choosing.<br />
I can't transform it...your heaven sounds/feels like HELL to me,<br />
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Friends who came and continue to come running. Thank you.<br />
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We have some protocols shared from some amazing OIL peeps that seem to works in spurts.<br />
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My online pen pal, picked up from an airport moment, married preacher....sent me the following, and yes I wanted to suddenly believe in polygamy...well, at least Bigamy and marry his soul.<br />
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And even this: <a dir="ltr" href="http://lyrics.wikia.com/wiki/Joe_Tex:He_Who_Is_Without_Funk_Cast_The_First_Stone_(1978)" style="color: #1155cc;" target="_blank">http://lyrics.wikia.com/wiki/<wbr></wbr>Joe_Tex:He_Who_Is_Without_<wbr></wbr>Funk_Cast_The_First_Stone_(<wbr></wbr>1978)</a>. </div>
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Especially if you are NOT or NEVER HAVE BEEN depressed...could you go here to these links? Could you open in love for your fellow depressed planet dweller? Could you please refrain from telling them they NEED a plan? Could you lay by them on the couch and hold them or tickle their back and just not say a word?? OR...LEAVE THEM ALONE on the couch or in the bed if THAT is their preference? Could you get GOOD at eggs Benedict? </div>
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When you find the magic ...will you please pour it all over my boy (s) ? And then...Me...?</div>
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I started this blog post Thursday the 21st. It is Sunday morning. I am a different woman sitting here. The black has gone, and even the gray outside and new snowfall looks beautiful again and that place in my heart where I freaking LOVE being here has smothered the blackness away.<br />
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