<?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-5404518995162972050</id><updated>2012-02-16T10:46:53.185-06:00</updated><category term='value'/><category term='inner'/><category term='earth'/><category term='purpose'/><category term='care'/><category term='weathered souls'/><category term='woman'/><category term='marriage'/><category term='nature'/><category term='forgiveness'/><category term='give'/><category term='inspiration'/><category term='honesty'/><category term='Kabbalah'/><category term='long suffering'/><category term='meditation'/><category term='truth'/><category term='Hell'/><category term='humble'/><category term='self love'/><category term='surroundings'/><category term='worth'/><category term='blessing'/><category term='family'/><category term='sorry'/><category term='apologizes'/><category term='greed'/><category term='Heaven'/><category term='balance'/><category term='science'/><category term='forgiviness'/><category term='man'/><category term='healing'/><category term='intentions'/><category term='children'/><category term='longevity'/><category term='bible'/><category term='peace'/><category term='individuality'/><category term='judge'/><category term='self  love'/><category term='God'/><category term='mistakes'/><category term='success'/><category term='parenting'/><category term='growth'/><category term='world'/><category term='abuse'/><category term='faith'/><category term='spirituality'/><category term='life'/><category term='sincerity'/><category term='come together'/><category term='kindness'/><category term='strength'/><category term='religion'/><category term='peppermint'/><category term='humanity'/><category term='failure'/><category term='love'/><category term='suffer'/><title type='text'>Starr De Luna- Shared Journal</title><subtitle type='html'>Delight in the art of enlightenment- manifested through honest cultivating of Ones individuality. Be honest with ourselves and disciplined in our positive ways, love yourself and others the same</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starrdeluna.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrdeluna.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Amber Starr De Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08212776389483181759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Na1-OHQhjOM/TrAMU5TKOBI/AAAAAAAAARs/FlL19CuhO3s/s220/Captureme.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5404518995162972050.post-7284283090158818713</id><published>2012-02-01T21:10:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T21:10:38.901-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heaven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humanity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='science'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spirituality'/><title type='text'>God is my science</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;God is within the laughter of friends &amp;amp; in the eyes of a foe, the waters that kill yet keep boats afloat. His energy- scientists still don't understand, the vastness of the universe or how far it spans, yet thousands of years ago it was revealed to &amp;amp; wrote by Abraham. Heaven &amp;amp; Hell? Our abuse of free will is to blame. For even the devil will kneel, hanging his head in shame. Abuse, hate, being unjustly &amp;amp; prejudice aren't simple mistakes &amp;amp; God isn't to blame for the ignorant choices we make. There is a balance some say, but this debt cannot be waived with paper or just plain faith. We have all descended from the same source, in these vessels of flesh our souls travel the earth; but an inner drive tells us that there is more to this world than dying an old age and birth. Such a simple mentality or way of though that Heaven in you, heaven in me- equates to peace for&amp;#160; all... for eternity. ~Amber&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5404518995162972050-7284283090158818713?l=starrdeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/7284283090158818713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/7284283090158818713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrdeluna.blogspot.com/2012/02/god-is-within-laughter-of-friends-in.html' title='God is my science'/><author><name>Amber Starr De Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08212776389483181759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Na1-OHQhjOM/TrAMU5TKOBI/AAAAAAAAARs/FlL19CuhO3s/s220/Captureme.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5404518995162972050.post-4640247839006303121</id><published>2012-02-01T20:53:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T20:53:04.056-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='give'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humanity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='earth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spirituality'/><title type='text'>Why we give flowers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ever wonder why we take flowers to sick people, to graves, to celebrations, to uplift or surprise? Because within you and I, we know that through nature God provides life, it's without prejudice, it heals &amp;amp; yields unconditionally. Take time to notice the breeze, acknowledge the moons distance- yet it affects the ocean tides. Feel the warmth of the sun (consider how it gives you vitamin D), hear the birds (consider their intelligence) or sit in silence (listen to your soul) Reconnect &amp;amp; Thank God. Those flowers we give are a symbol of our inner knowledge &amp;amp; silent appreciation of the nature. ~Amber&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5404518995162972050-4640247839006303121?l=starrdeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/4640247839006303121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/4640247839006303121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrdeluna.blogspot.com/2012/02/why-we-give-flowers.html' title='Why we give flowers'/><author><name>Amber Starr De Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08212776389483181759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Na1-OHQhjOM/TrAMU5TKOBI/AAAAAAAAARs/FlL19CuhO3s/s220/Captureme.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5404518995162972050.post-1943538714628681554</id><published>2012-01-21T23:28:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T23:28:49.424-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heaven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humanity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kabbalah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>Perception</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;God is within the laughter of friends &amp;amp; in the eyes of a foe, the waters that kill yet keep boats afloat. His energy- scientists still don't understand, the vastness of the universe or how far it spans, yet thousands of years ago it was revealed to &amp;amp; wrote by Abraham. Heaven &amp;amp; Hell? Our abuse of free will is to blame. For even the devil will kneel, hanging his head in shame. Abuse, hate, being unjustly &amp;amp; prejudice aren't simple mistakes &amp;amp; God isn't to blame for the ignorant choices we make. There is a balance some say, but this debt cannot be waived with paper or just plain faith. We have all descended from the same source, in these vessels of flesh our souls travel the earth; but an inner drive tells us that there is more to this world than dying an old age and birth. Such a simple mentality or way of though that Heaven in you, heaven in me- equates to peace for all... for eternity. ~Amber&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5404518995162972050-1943538714628681554?l=starrdeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/1943538714628681554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/1943538714628681554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrdeluna.blogspot.com/2012/01/perception.html' title='Perception'/><author><name>Amber Starr De Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08212776389483181759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Na1-OHQhjOM/TrAMU5TKOBI/AAAAAAAAARs/FlL19CuhO3s/s220/Captureme.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5404518995162972050.post-7836617230834767275</id><published>2011-12-06T12:53:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T12:53:32.373-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humble'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='world'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='care'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humanity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kindness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spirituality'/><title type='text'>Understanding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Understand the extent of a persons circumstances before making assumptions.&lt;br&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5404518995162972050-7836617230834767275?l=starrdeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/7836617230834767275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/7836617230834767275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrdeluna.blogspot.com/2011/12/understanding.html' title='Understanding'/><author><name>Amber Starr De Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08212776389483181759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Na1-OHQhjOM/TrAMU5TKOBI/AAAAAAAAARs/FlL19CuhO3s/s220/Captureme.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5404518995162972050.post-6784671366070688870</id><published>2011-11-20T23:21:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T23:22:19.666-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humanity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spirituality'/><title type='text'>Each Instrument is a part of a whole.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Religious wars, hate &amp;amp; prejudice are like that of an orchestra capable of such beautiful sounds, but instead they bash each others instruments, tear up musical notes &amp;amp; the conductor....sadly his masterpiece goes unheard. Respectively, all Spiritual beliefs are each a different instrument created by God in its time. Many melodies, one conductor, each containing its own beauty. Imagine if they all played together, in sync &amp;amp; with appreciation for one another? Knowing that each instrument is a part of whole. ~Starr De Luna&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5404518995162972050-6784671366070688870?l=starrdeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/6784671366070688870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/6784671366070688870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrdeluna.blogspot.com/2011/11/religious-wars-hate-prejudice-are-like.html' title='Each Instrument is a part of a whole.'/><author><name>Amber Starr De Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08212776389483181759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Na1-OHQhjOM/TrAMU5TKOBI/AAAAAAAAARs/FlL19CuhO3s/s220/Captureme.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5404518995162972050.post-1636640280613318871</id><published>2011-11-01T22:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T22:10:39.686-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='care'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humanity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='earth'/><title type='text'>Listen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hear the cries of wolves, rather than the laughter of man.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5404518995162972050-1636640280613318871?l=starrdeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/1636640280613318871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/1636640280613318871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrdeluna.blogspot.com/2011/11/listen.html' title='Listen'/><author><name>Amber Starr De Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08212776389483181759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Na1-OHQhjOM/TrAMU5TKOBI/AAAAAAAAARs/FlL19CuhO3s/s220/Captureme.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5404518995162972050.post-8655364898572275675</id><published>2011-11-01T10:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T10:11:02.739-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='longevity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='long suffering'/><title type='text'>You know you're a super mommy when</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You know you're a super mommy;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;When you teach them to look within and seek real love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;When you pick your kids up from school early 'just because'.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;When you get excited over a new home appliance just knowing what it does.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;When you think love &amp;amp; cooking are in some way connected.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;When you give your husband the cold shoulder for forgetting to read them a book, saying that TIME was neglected.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;When you can say "I'm sorry" if your temper ever flared.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;When you go without eating so they can have seconds because that's how much you care.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;When you can say no, even if they fuss, teaching them longevity, how not to run from problems or be hurt when people cuss.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;When parenting IS your outlet.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;When they are sound asleep, you still give them a kiss &amp;amp; pray that all their dreams be sweet.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;When you actually listen to them, instead of turning on tv. You even pray for other mommys who are lost or have it hard on a thousand other streets.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;When you spend more time looking at food labels than caring for your own wants &amp;amp; personal needs.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;When your biggest secret is that once you cried yourself to sleep, hoping your love &amp;amp; hardwork is good enough, as you rested your achey feet;&amp;nbsp;and when drifting off on those hopes &amp;amp; dreams, you ask God for all the tools you'll need, thanking him...&amp;nbsp;because he knows they are most beautiful things you've ever seen. ~Amber De Luna&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5404518995162972050-8655364898572275675?l=starrdeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/8655364898572275675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/8655364898572275675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrdeluna.blogspot.com/2011/11/you-know-youre-super-mommy-when.html' title='You know you&apos;re a super mommy when'/><author><name>Amber Starr De Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08212776389483181759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Na1-OHQhjOM/TrAMU5TKOBI/AAAAAAAAARs/FlL19CuhO3s/s220/Captureme.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5404518995162972050.post-4570290549787288094</id><published>2011-08-08T22:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T22:32:31.782-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forgiveness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self  love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forgiviness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meditation'/><title type='text'>Forgiveness &amp; the Subconscious - Self Cultivation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;The chain &amp;amp; ball of being unforgiving can leave One tormented with the desire of wanting the world to know who your afflicter once was in the past. There are things we all personally wish we'd never spoken, thought or done NOR heard them said, spoken or had done to us. All this can be rested with self honesty &amp;amp; the prioritizing of the soul over pride. Through silence we hear God &amp;amp; answers withoutwords shatter all doubt, easing years of pain, opening the mind to a broader perspective. I still get impatient with myself at times as I journey through inner cultivation. I hope to age &amp;amp; be at peace, not live with a hunger to have done things differently or cry over unspoken words I should have offered to someone, at some time, some where. Through my experiences I have come to know part of my purpose in this world. Therefore my intention today is simply to share my philosophy of seeing every aspect of life and every person you encounter as an opportunity to learn, love and having purpose, in conjunction with corrective thinking (alternative psychology- if your into science &amp;amp; spiritual self- if your into spirituality) however you want to see it, personally I like the combination of both ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;Some people choose to live burdened by rejecting a lesson of inner growth, the soul yearns, and the imbalance settles into the subconscious, dwelling as an invisible weight that hinders fulfillment and true happiness. The person might also take that pain and project it onto others in various forms, having a ripple effect. Instead if you take a look at who a person may be today and or how you've strengthened, you then MERIT a step of inner growth. There are times that the pain we have inflicted or suffered from, seemingly cant be eased with an “Im sorry”, kind or uplifting words. This is why the strengthening of your inner self is so important. A smile within a hardship isnt always found, support from a person doesn’t always ease the hurt. You cant always pray a problem away, because in what seems to be abandonment is the forcing of a stronger you. At times it feels impossible to accept your afflicter, after your wing has mended. Most importantly lashing out at others only passes on the pain. However if you cultivate yourself to perceived these issues with your humble/spiritual self - rather than your prideful/religious/social or egotistic self, you'll come know your so called enemies, set backs and mishaps as a ladder that has lead you to a mountain top of strength in which you are alive and standing on today. The way I see it, each of us are a fragment of a whole, in which Heaven &amp;amp; Earth embrace in immeasurable love. Nobody should live in sorrow or guilt on account of someone else being unforgiving, cruel or closed minded. Nor should a person grow old with a bag of grudges to linger on after his or her own passing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;I encourage people to take the time to practice reaching an emptiness. A silenced state of mind, also known as meditation (a form of prayer), bringing the subconscious to a 'corrective thinking' state, opening the mind/soul to be filled with answers, purpose, contentment and happiness. This way of thought transcends religions, tradition, prejudice, pain and pride. It is your humbled/spiritual self emerging. True therapy, an inner peace- untouchable by the past, current society, people or future hardships. Strengthening your individual and personal journey to or with God, your family unity and the world around you. ~Amber&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5404518995162972050-4570290549787288094?l=starrdeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/4570290549787288094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/4570290549787288094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrdeluna.blogspot.com/2011/08/forgiveness-subconscious-self.html' title='Forgiveness &amp; the Subconscious - Self Cultivation'/><author><name>Amber Starr De Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08212776389483181759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Na1-OHQhjOM/TrAMU5TKOBI/AAAAAAAAARs/FlL19CuhO3s/s220/Captureme.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5404518995162972050.post-9127245518805574296</id><published>2011-07-06T16:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T16:57:38.879-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self  love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forgiviness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humanity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abuse'/><title type='text'>Be the Voice</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I drew 'Be the Voice' in 2009 for children like Caylee Marie Anthony. Sadly she&amp;nbsp;isn't&amp;nbsp;the only one, there are hundreds of thousands sold into sex slavery, killed, verbally/physically abused, starving, medicated up and misled- daily. People who engage in and get away with these things are not the only problem. Its also people who DO NOTHING about it as well. Im sure every tear is counted. The sad thing is that many people who commit the crime(s) were once&amp;nbsp;lonely&amp;nbsp;and or&amp;nbsp;abused&amp;nbsp;children&amp;nbsp;without a voice, confused and hurt as well! Although I say "One &amp;nbsp;MUST know right from wrong, there are no excuses", the damage and rewiring of the brain associated with abuse is un-measurable&amp;nbsp;and everyone has NOT the strength to over come. A sad chain, a&amp;nbsp;viscous&amp;nbsp;cycle...&lt;b&gt;BE THE VOICE.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_uuhrMSl_qo/ThTXgv00B6I/AAAAAAAAALY/rDSv16uRILM/s1600/btv.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="260" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_uuhrMSl_qo/ThTXgv00B6I/AAAAAAAAALY/rDSv16uRILM/s400/btv.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5404518995162972050-9127245518805574296?l=starrdeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/9127245518805574296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/9127245518805574296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrdeluna.blogspot.com/2011/07/be-voice.html' title='Be the Voice'/><author><name>Amber Starr De Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08212776389483181759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Na1-OHQhjOM/TrAMU5TKOBI/AAAAAAAAARs/FlL19CuhO3s/s220/Captureme.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_uuhrMSl_qo/ThTXgv00B6I/AAAAAAAAALY/rDSv16uRILM/s72-c/btv.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5404518995162972050.post-8250977547901161936</id><published>2011-07-01T09:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T13:22:35.736-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='healing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humanity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Tides of Time Within</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;Let not the tides of time disconnect you from the splendors &amp;amp; beauty that the Infinite One has created for your comfort &amp;amp; guidance throughout life. God's omnipresence can be heard in the chirps of birds, observed in turtles as they travel with the perfect pace- Seen in the smile of a child's face, as their eyes sparkle and their innocent imaginations race- God is felt within the gentle breezes, the tiny trinkling creeks &amp;amp; even seen on busy city streets. In the majestic rhythm set by the moon, God is there, on the sea shores that sing a continuousness tune. He IS there- in the eyes of a foe and in the presence of friends where laughter unfolds and memories begin. There is no stop sign in space, God is the beginning and end. This place might be like heaven, if only our love vanished all sin. Instinct &amp;amp; senses God implemented within us all, we have dulled with nonsense &amp;amp; fail to appreciate or stand in awe. Inside you is where its starts, that is where your perception reflects that of your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;~Amber De Luna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5404518995162972050-8250977547901161936?l=starrdeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/8250977547901161936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/8250977547901161936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrdeluna.blogspot.com/2011/07/tides-of-time-within.html' title='Tides of Time Within'/><author><name>Amber Starr De Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08212776389483181759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Na1-OHQhjOM/TrAMU5TKOBI/AAAAAAAAARs/FlL19CuhO3s/s220/Captureme.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5404518995162972050.post-3655909909852595573</id><published>2011-07-01T09:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T13:23:59.352-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humanity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meditation'/><title type='text'>6/20/11 Answers vs Silence</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;In a foolish mans mind lay all the answers. Within a wise man, rests his silenced mind- receptive to truth. ~Amber De Luna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5404518995162972050-3655909909852595573?l=starrdeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/3655909909852595573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/3655909909852595573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrdeluna.blogspot.com/2011/07/62011-answers-vs-silence.html' title='6/20/11 Answers vs Silence'/><author><name>Amber Starr De Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08212776389483181759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Na1-OHQhjOM/TrAMU5TKOBI/AAAAAAAAARs/FlL19CuhO3s/s220/Captureme.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5404518995162972050.post-2916049379632225544</id><published>2011-07-01T09:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T13:24:22.182-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humanity'/><title type='text'>6/12/11 Common Sense</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Sense isn't as common as people think it is. ~Amber De Luna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5404518995162972050-2916049379632225544?l=starrdeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/2916049379632225544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/2916049379632225544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrdeluna.blogspot.com/2011/07/61211-common-sense.html' title='6/12/11 Common Sense'/><author><name>Amber Starr De Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08212776389483181759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Na1-OHQhjOM/TrAMU5TKOBI/AAAAAAAAARs/FlL19CuhO3s/s220/Captureme.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5404518995162972050.post-6808007886107245410</id><published>2011-07-01T09:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T13:24:57.223-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humanity'/><title type='text'>1 and Mans Hands</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Ohh...Can today one not see- the soiled fruit of mans hands and heart? The faults and judgments passed- has destruction become his mastered art? Each of us have '1' in common- '1' by whom we were brought to be. The '1' that MAN has given many names to- the '1' that has revealed to MAN his many names. '1' that created the perfect birds that soar within the perfect sky, the perfect winds that shout upon the seas that roar perfectly-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Because of our selfish desires and foolish needs and hate for others beliefs, we are now living out of balance and to natures warning signs we never heed- sadly this accepted modern corruption waters many of todays innocent growing seeds. Lacking '1ness'- we have become a perfect imperfection you see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;We are all '1's' crops of wheat and weeds- Awareness and a true thirst for good- diverts and makes sense of all the pain- Embrace long suffering, acknowledge the '1' within us all by empowering others with your love, for there is much to gain and nothing to fear thereof. ~Amber De Luna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5404518995162972050-6808007886107245410?l=starrdeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/6808007886107245410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/6808007886107245410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrdeluna.blogspot.com/2011/07/1-and-mans-hands.html' title='1 and Mans Hands'/><author><name>Amber Starr De Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08212776389483181759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Na1-OHQhjOM/TrAMU5TKOBI/AAAAAAAAARs/FlL19CuhO3s/s220/Captureme.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5404518995162972050.post-3788794140004463286</id><published>2011-07-01T09:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T13:25:17.964-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>5/24/11</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;God is within me, yet I live on his world &amp;amp; in his universe. I can bask under the sun, without the meditation butterflies being shooed off by someone. My past mistakes mark times of growth, when I didn't believe that God was close. Forgiveness is not a word in my world, because within a cultivated mind, there is never a grudge seed sown. He is the God of all religions. He gives knowledge &amp;amp; understanding without a single word spoken, even more so when the mind is still &amp;amp; silence is unbroken. Artfully man has written down, that what God spoke to his heart, in HIS time- not yours or mine. God grows this Family Tree, We are each a beautiful spark of a sole shine. We are brothers and sisters of 1 kind. Unconditionally love and use wisely each second of your time. ~Amber De Luna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5404518995162972050-3788794140004463286?l=starrdeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/3788794140004463286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/3788794140004463286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrdeluna.blogspot.com/2011/07/52411.html' title='5/24/11'/><author><name>Amber Starr De Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08212776389483181759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Na1-OHQhjOM/TrAMU5TKOBI/AAAAAAAAARs/FlL19CuhO3s/s220/Captureme.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5404518995162972050.post-8050574580423422878</id><published>2011-07-01T09:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T13:25:40.431-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>From Me- to Me &amp; You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Im sure that Ive had a sin for every rain drop that falls- whether pain or pleasure. However life &amp;amp; growth ceases without rain. The earth absorbs each drop &amp;amp; continuously gives forth life beneath &amp;amp; abound. Which seed did that drop water? What sprung because of that shower? Just as life couldn't handle all the rain of 40 days &amp;amp; 40 nights without the guidance of the Infinite One, we too couldn't handle a flood of lifes lessons all at once. If within these personal symbolic raindrops we come to know the divine power that is, we awaken to realize that they are drip drops of inner growth &amp;amp; all that each one has brought forth &amp;amp; grown. ~Amber S. De Luna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5404518995162972050-8050574580423422878?l=starrdeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/8050574580423422878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/8050574580423422878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrdeluna.blogspot.com/2011/07/from-me-to-me-you.html' title='From Me- to Me &amp; You'/><author><name>Amber Starr De Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08212776389483181759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Na1-OHQhjOM/TrAMU5TKOBI/AAAAAAAAARs/FlL19CuhO3s/s220/Captureme.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5404518995162972050.post-1011223314960026311</id><published>2011-07-01T09:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T13:26:02.917-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='individuality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Individuality</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So beautiful in this world is the individuality God has allowed in each of us. How the Infinite one manifests him/herself to us and our perception that emerges. There is no one book&amp;nbsp;about how one should receive or experience, there are however many many books on those experiences others have shared! Religions around the word are an example- each one is different - but each one the same. ~Amber De Luna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5404518995162972050-1011223314960026311?l=starrdeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/1011223314960026311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/1011223314960026311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrdeluna.blogspot.com/2011/07/individuality.html' title='Individuality'/><author><name>Amber Starr De Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08212776389483181759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Na1-OHQhjOM/TrAMU5TKOBI/AAAAAAAAARs/FlL19CuhO3s/s220/Captureme.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5404518995162972050.post-5133835197181490421</id><published>2011-07-01T09:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T13:26:30.116-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humanity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spirituality'/><title type='text'>All Beliefs Call</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Just as occurrences in life reveal to us lessons that we can utilize to move forward, backward or remain stubbornly stagnant. SO DO ALL beliefs call to us saying, "I have something to teach you, we are all from one source". With that you may brighten, darken or remain dim. ~Amber De Luna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5404518995162972050-5133835197181490421?l=starrdeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/5133835197181490421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/5133835197181490421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrdeluna.blogspot.com/2011/07/all-beliefs-call.html' title='All Beliefs Call'/><author><name>Amber Starr De Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08212776389483181759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Na1-OHQhjOM/TrAMU5TKOBI/AAAAAAAAARs/FlL19CuhO3s/s220/Captureme.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5404518995162972050.post-2028706095254820126</id><published>2011-07-01T09:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T13:26:51.222-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>As I awoke</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;When I awoke this morning- I laid &amp;amp; listen to the birds of the sky.... So here is my though for the day. XOXO to little birdies around the world- listen to what children churp- how they sing to your heart- for they are pure and their message is from God. Our parental cage is to protect them- so when they are grounded by faith- and all grown up- they can soar above all strife. ~Amber De Luna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5404518995162972050-2028706095254820126?l=starrdeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/2028706095254820126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/2028706095254820126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrdeluna.blogspot.com/2011/07/as-i-awoke.html' title='As I awoke'/><author><name>Amber Starr De Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08212776389483181759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Na1-OHQhjOM/TrAMU5TKOBI/AAAAAAAAARs/FlL19CuhO3s/s220/Captureme.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5404518995162972050.post-3401569081982982158</id><published>2011-07-01T09:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T13:27:12.728-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='individuality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Individual Walk</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;To each is their own purpose &amp;amp; personal journey to or with God. The Infinite One is who or what is needed to each individual in their time, encompassed within his creation. Completing us in ways that are sometimes not understood, others revealed later for reflection of growth and some as times to be rejoiced. ~Amber De Luna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5404518995162972050-3401569081982982158?l=starrdeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/3401569081982982158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/3401569081982982158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrdeluna.blogspot.com/2011/07/individual-walk.html' title='Individual Walk'/><author><name>Amber Starr De Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08212776389483181759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Na1-OHQhjOM/TrAMU5TKOBI/AAAAAAAAARs/FlL19CuhO3s/s220/Captureme.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5404518995162972050.post-7527585921110898005</id><published>2011-07-01T09:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T13:27:46.680-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>A Childs Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;Oh! How our children truly don't understand, how much we love them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-OR-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;might we not understand a love as pure, unconditional and free of prejudice as theirs? ~Amber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;De Luna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5404518995162972050-7527585921110898005?l=starrdeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/7527585921110898005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/7527585921110898005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrdeluna.blogspot.com/2011/07/childs-love.html' title='A Childs Love'/><author><name>Amber Starr De Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08212776389483181759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Na1-OHQhjOM/TrAMU5TKOBI/AAAAAAAAARs/FlL19CuhO3s/s220/Captureme.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5404518995162972050.post-3344691901277911037</id><published>2011-07-01T09:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T13:28:14.568-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='truth'/><title type='text'>Journeys</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Better to be on a seemingly endless journey seeking truth, than to be comfortable and stagnant with deception. -Amber De Luna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5404518995162972050-3344691901277911037?l=starrdeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/3344691901277911037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/3344691901277911037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrdeluna.blogspot.com/2011/07/journeys.html' title='Journeys'/><author><name>Amber Starr De Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08212776389483181759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Na1-OHQhjOM/TrAMU5TKOBI/AAAAAAAAARs/FlL19CuhO3s/s220/Captureme.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5404518995162972050.post-5810226680643619814</id><published>2011-06-30T13:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T13:28:40.772-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intentions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spirituality'/><title type='text'>My Words- My Intentions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;My heart does not spew falsely- as I share the essence of my soul- If you forget all my words and writings- remember my intent in its whole. Let it perch within &amp;amp; sing an illuminating melody- Lighten your hull, that is the burdens of this world- Set sail above all transgressions- Synchronizing with YOUR spark within- Beautifying now, what's to come &amp;amp; what has been. ~Amber De Luna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5404518995162972050-5810226680643619814?l=starrdeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/5810226680643619814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/5810226680643619814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrdeluna.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-words-my-intentions.html' title='My Words- My Intentions'/><author><name>Amber Starr De Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08212776389483181759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Na1-OHQhjOM/TrAMU5TKOBI/AAAAAAAAARs/FlL19CuhO3s/s220/Captureme.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5404518995162972050.post-5948855474441653686</id><published>2011-06-30T13:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T13:29:09.219-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surroundings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>The City Tree that Inspired Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="clearfix note_content" style="clear: both; display: block; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; width: 460px; word-wrap: break-word; zoom: 1;"&gt;&lt;div style="clear: none; line-height: 1.5em; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;No matter where you are or what your surroundings are like- let your intentions spand beyond your thoughts- standing purhearted in Gods sight. - Me, inspired by a tree I saw growing by a telephone pole, surrounded by litter. ~Amber De Luna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5404518995162972050-5948855474441653686?l=starrdeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/5948855474441653686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/5948855474441653686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrdeluna.blogspot.com/2011/06/city-tree-that-inspired-me.html' title='The City Tree that Inspired Me'/><author><name>Amber Starr De Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08212776389483181759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Na1-OHQhjOM/TrAMU5TKOBI/AAAAAAAAARs/FlL19CuhO3s/s220/Captureme.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5404518995162972050.post-3957682209284777051</id><published>2011-06-30T13:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T13:29:38.376-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humanity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;True family is not limited by a love through relative nor relation- But rather a love for all Gods creation. Transending all our preceptions of past &amp;amp; current imprefections. His Omnipresence is around us- his spark is within us all. Namaste to all humanity, nature and its trees, fish and all the seas, the universe, everything else &amp;amp; Blessed be you &amp;amp; me. ~Amber De Luna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5404518995162972050-3957682209284777051?l=starrdeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/3957682209284777051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/3957682209284777051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrdeluna.blogspot.com/2011/06/family.html' title='Family'/><author><name>Amber Starr De Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08212776389483181759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Na1-OHQhjOM/TrAMU5TKOBI/AAAAAAAAARs/FlL19CuhO3s/s220/Captureme.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5404518995162972050.post-7039121850471867327</id><published>2011-06-30T13:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T13:30:01.212-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spirituality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meditation'/><title type='text'>My Philosophy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Delight in the art of enlightenment manifested through honest cultivating of Ones individuality. Be honest with ourselves and disciplined in our positive ways, love yourself and others the same. ~Amber De Luna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5404518995162972050-7039121850471867327?l=starrdeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/7039121850471867327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/7039121850471867327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrdeluna.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-philosophy.html' title='My Philosophy'/><author><name>Amber Starr De Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08212776389483181759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Na1-OHQhjOM/TrAMU5TKOBI/AAAAAAAAARs/FlL19CuhO3s/s220/Captureme.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5404518995162972050.post-1844188030541012257</id><published>2011-06-30T13:23:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T13:30:21.919-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spirituality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meditation'/><title type='text'>Quietness of the Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Quietness of the mind is the path to the source. The voice of ones soul speaks in that silence, ones purpose is unveiled and lit from within are they. Life in this world is but a journey. ~Amber De Luna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5404518995162972050-1844188030541012257?l=starrdeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/1844188030541012257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/1844188030541012257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrdeluna.blogspot.com/2011/06/quietness-of-mind.html' title='Quietness of the Mind'/><author><name>Amber Starr De Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08212776389483181759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Na1-OHQhjOM/TrAMU5TKOBI/AAAAAAAAARs/FlL19CuhO3s/s220/Captureme.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5404518995162972050.post-1191601518213409337</id><published>2011-06-30T13:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T13:30:56.193-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humanity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weathered souls'/><title type='text'>Weathered Souls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mbl notesBlogText clearfix" style="display: block; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 20px; word-wrap: break-word; zoom: 1;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;As much as I love the elements, tools and diversity that the Creator brought into existence, not everyone will be enjoying those elements, nor have the inner strength to access the tools from within, some have never been loved. So many homeless people will self destruct, suffer, die and be overlooked. Thrown away war heros- praised at youth, people of loss and those whos innocents or spirit was crushed as a child. For whatever the cause, purpose or reason they lay cold in the streets this winter, under a bridge or warmed up by barrel made flames, might their souls be mended and self worth be lifted in preparation of a renewed life in a world less cold... at their appointed time. ~Amber De Luna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5404518995162972050-1191601518213409337?l=starrdeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/1191601518213409337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/1191601518213409337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrdeluna.blogspot.com/2011/06/weathered-souls.html' title='Weathered Souls'/><author><name>Amber Starr De Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08212776389483181759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Na1-OHQhjOM/TrAMU5TKOBI/AAAAAAAAARs/FlL19CuhO3s/s220/Captureme.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5404518995162972050.post-6077476059443274946</id><published>2011-06-30T13:19:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T13:31:18.986-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forgiveness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='healing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='honesty'/><title type='text'>Honesty with Self</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Through honesty with oneself, a person blooms and befriends truth and the world around- Can we acknowledge our own beauty, inner thoughts, faults and ignorances-&amp;nbsp;exploring&amp;nbsp;the vastness of self? Accepting the growth that&amp;nbsp;humiliation&amp;nbsp;bestows&amp;nbsp;all while&amp;nbsp;smiling&amp;nbsp;humbly&amp;nbsp;inside and out?- knowing humiliation too is encompassed within enlightenment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;See that your perception&amp;nbsp;is not clouded by storms from the past or&amp;nbsp;prejudice-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Careful not to be snared in a mindset&amp;nbsp;that&amp;nbsp;leads you to accept excuses you might make for your own unjust behaviors,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;or that what makes un-feasible your ability to forgive and let go. It is not our judgement of others that brings upon&amp;nbsp;change, but rather the change we make within ourself- to disengage in the sharing of pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;All excuses and&amp;nbsp;seemingly&amp;nbsp;unreachable abilities, are constant attempts at protecting your heart or ego from having to face past pains, events or people. Never forfeit inner growth for a false identity-&amp;nbsp;brought on by the pressures of judging eyes that weigh upon.&amp;nbsp;If you dont reject, but instead&amp;nbsp;open-mindedly&amp;nbsp;embrace&amp;nbsp;occurrences and encounters in life, they WILL reveal their purpose and teachings. As you too will&amp;nbsp;ultimately&amp;nbsp;produce the fruit of your&amp;nbsp;perception.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;As I journey within, to the roots of my limitations, ego, faults &amp;amp; negative thoughts, a parent-like essence conspires (breaths) with me, an inner cultivation. Accepting who I am, as I am, or even further- if needed, that child I once was. A nurturing moment- attainable by us all, that awakens a stronger&amp;nbsp;consciousness&amp;nbsp;within.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Do not linger on your faults, doubt your capabilities or be weighed down by heavy eyes nor live closed&amp;nbsp;minded. Let it all be but sand and salt- being not a&amp;nbsp;burden, nor becoming an&amp;nbsp;imbalance within- But rather&amp;nbsp;lifes&amp;nbsp;occurrences&amp;nbsp;can SERVE YOU, as stepping stones to a better self, and a renewed state- Here. Now. Be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;With love to us. -Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5404518995162972050-6077476059443274946?l=starrdeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/6077476059443274946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/6077476059443274946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrdeluna.blogspot.com/2011/06/honesty-with-self.html' title='Honesty with Self'/><author><name>Amber Starr De Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08212776389483181759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Na1-OHQhjOM/TrAMU5TKOBI/AAAAAAAAARs/FlL19CuhO3s/s220/Captureme.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5404518995162972050.post-289438243909662467</id><published>2011-06-30T13:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T13:31:40.797-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spirituality'/><title type='text'>Blessings On Earth?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Know that here on earth is not where we pay, blessing are not bestowed like childs play. This is why evil can be found prevailing and the good can be found wailing away. Many say, "You or I have been blessed!", when in their heart is strife and their secret ways. Many say "You did something wrong, and now Gods making you pay", ignorantly not knowing these are not those days. We have free will and work for what we have. These earthy goods cannot conceal our heart, when we stand before the Infinite one excusing our intent and how our time was spent. Let us look inside. ~Amber De Luna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5404518995162972050-289438243909662467?l=starrdeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/289438243909662467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/289438243909662467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrdeluna.blogspot.com/2011/06/blessings-on-earth.html' title='Blessings On Earth?'/><author><name>Amber Starr De Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08212776389483181759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Na1-OHQhjOM/TrAMU5TKOBI/AAAAAAAAARs/FlL19CuhO3s/s220/Captureme.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5404518995162972050.post-1659791530965718480</id><published>2011-06-30T13:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T13:32:18.728-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forgiveness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='healing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Children's Guided Meditation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Children see&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;and endure a lot more than us adults can imagine or would like to admit. They see and hear things at school, deal with small but hurtful things other children (and some adults) say. At times they themselves make mistakes, by saying or doing things without thinking, sometimes out of anger or pain, or perhaps from being taught wrong. Many times we&amp;nbsp;haven't&amp;nbsp;said the right words or explained a situation to the point of the child healing, growing from or&amp;nbsp;comprehending. There ARE lingering issues in all children, we all have a memory or story that effected us-&amp;nbsp;consciously, subconsciously or both. No one parent is perfect. Even when living a well rounded good life- a child should still be shown how to go inward. This technique allows a child to find self and build a healthy life long habit of self appreciation and/ or ability to self heal (IF NEEDED). We must understand that their minds and hearts are pure, at times they take things&amp;nbsp;literally&amp;nbsp;or imagine them way out of proportion. Their&amp;nbsp;perception&amp;nbsp;is unlike ours and cannot be found in our imagination or dreams.&amp;nbsp;Their&amp;nbsp;curiosity&amp;nbsp;is limitless and eager. It is so&amp;nbsp;important&amp;nbsp;to offer children a time of inner projection,&amp;nbsp;forgiveness&amp;nbsp;and a creative path to find their individuality. Their meditation can be healing, offer clarity and answers, creativity or simply be a quiet moment for their mind. We should know that meditation and self healing is a God given tool within us all.&amp;nbsp;Again, this works on many levels- from inner&amp;nbsp;awareness to&amp;nbsp;healing.&amp;nbsp;There are many many descriptions children will use to describe their experience and can be indications and helpful info to a parent on the&amp;nbsp;psychological&amp;nbsp;and spiritual development of their child. This technique should be fun and will flow naturally after done a few times or so. You will alter it and add or take away according to your parental instincts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;This is the original meditation I created one night and taught to my children about a year ago,&amp;nbsp;when our power was out for days, we had candles everywhere, it was hot and they were cranky-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;THE&amp;nbsp;ENVIRONMENT&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Non vocal- Ambient&amp;nbsp;music;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;music without words, leaves the mind clear an able to focus on the silence that heals the soul. Start by turning on low, soft&amp;nbsp;ambient (non vocal)&amp;nbsp;music. If this is your childs first time hearing that type of music, there might be some giggling as they adjust to their new feelings that arise with the reaction of having to create individual ideas that come from the inner&amp;nbsp;simulative&amp;nbsp;music, rather than following the words of a song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Comfortable, warm,&amp;nbsp;solitude;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;It is important that a child can also find&amp;nbsp;safety&amp;nbsp;within and comfort when alone, not&amp;nbsp;snuggled&amp;nbsp;or&amp;nbsp;dependent. They know you love them and that you are there. You would be surprised to know the amount of people with&amp;nbsp;infantile&amp;nbsp;dysfunction, or people who simply&amp;nbsp;cant&amp;nbsp;stand&amp;nbsp;to be alone with themselves, without vocal music, a cell phone, tv, book, pet or computer. This mental reflection and inward&amp;nbsp;journey&amp;nbsp;can only be done solo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A light blanket;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is so the child is warm and not&amp;nbsp;distracted&amp;nbsp;by&amp;nbsp;temperature&amp;nbsp;or breezes around.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A fairly bright white candle;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;tell the child that this candle symbolizes the energy, light and goodness within them- how light can brighten darkness, but darkness can never cast out light. This is the light of God, that no matter where they are, God is within them and is attainable no matter what. Tell them to just imagine that the more they look inward and keep a loving essence on their mind and in their heart, the more their light will brighten and they will never fear any kind of dark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;THE MEDITATION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Begin by asking your child to close his or her eyes- to keep them closed the until asked to reopen. Say to them "Its not bedtime, its just quiet self time". Have your child imagine that they are a strong beautiful/ or handsome young tree. Tell them to imagine the feeling of the sun shining warm upon them and growing them strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;[Repeat with slightly&amp;nbsp;different&amp;nbsp;words]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Ask them&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;not to image anything&amp;nbsp;else&lt;/em&gt;, so that they can have a strong mind (this builds discipline of the mind). Keeping clear the vision of them as a young strong tree, with grass around, a&amp;nbsp;beautiful&amp;nbsp;sky and the warmth of the sun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Now say to the child, "imagine that you are rooted right next to a gentle, but powerful river or stream. This river has the purest of water, the most&amp;nbsp;delicious&amp;nbsp;quenchable&amp;nbsp;water. Imagine your tree growing its roots deeper and deeper into the soil and being&amp;nbsp;nourished&amp;nbsp;by this water. (Tell them to gently&amp;nbsp;stretch&amp;nbsp;and slowly wiggle their toes) Now, in a few words, gently say, "the water, is the words and&amp;nbsp;essence&amp;nbsp;of God- love, peace, good will, forgiveness, wisdom... what a beautiful tree that is growing." Then softly recap... "You are a beautiful tree" (remind them-no distractions- just grass and sky) "Planted by the purest water and what it represents". "Your roots and&amp;nbsp;nourishment&amp;nbsp;from being rooted and strong by this water."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Next is the healing part. As they lay there with the guided&amp;nbsp;imagery you have laid out, and their eyes still closed, say to them, &amp;nbsp;"look up the river... against the tide. I see a boat coming...wow...that is a beautiful boat.... HHUUMMM....lets think....if we are this awesome&amp;nbsp;tree, rooted in this pure water, what all have we seen or heard while growing? The weather&amp;nbsp;hasn't&amp;nbsp;always been this nice! Sometimes it rains, sometimes you can hear or fear a storm coming. You have even been in and seen a few storms before.&amp;nbsp;Haven't&amp;nbsp;you? Think to yourself about an event or problem that happened in life and how you felt- whether&amp;nbsp;it was big or tiny. Be honest with yourself. Was it something you did or said wrong? Something someone did to you? Did someone hurt or scare you? Did you loose someone or thing? Did it make you sad, ashamed, or scared? How did you feel?"&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;(Dont have the child&amp;nbsp;elaborate&amp;nbsp;on their feelings, just bring them to the surface)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;Then&amp;nbsp;gently&amp;nbsp;say to the child, "those events or person(s) symbolize the weather that your tree has been growing through." "Uhhoo.... the boat has gotten closer and is right by your tree- in the water! Lets take that event or person(s), no matter what it was and imagine IT ALL ON THE BOAT! If you were mad at a person or hurt, make sure NOT to let their boat be ugly or damaged, make sure they have a nice safe boat." (teaches&amp;nbsp;forgiveness) Give the child a few seconds to let the feeling(s) go and imagine the event or person involved ON the boat. Then tell the child to image the breeze and their tree gently rocking in a good bye motion and the mighty waters&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;gently&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;carrying it all away.... you can even make the sound of waves (swissshhh, swisshhh, swiffshhh) &amp;nbsp;"Say- Bye, boat" and ask the child to smile- and watch the boat gently fade away and let it all go. Tell the child to grow their roots EVEN deeper now and&amp;nbsp;gently stretch and wiggle their toes.&amp;nbsp;Wait a few seconds. Say things like "beautiful tree", "flowing waters", "sun shining" and so on. Remind them with every ship or boat they let pass this way, their roots and the inner bond grows deeper. (eyes still closed) Then say to the child, "think about what you learnt from that storm or rain cloud, person or event- that left on the boat? Did you&amp;nbsp;learn&amp;nbsp;what NOT to do now or when you are grown. A&amp;nbsp;different&amp;nbsp;way to handle a situation? What did you learn? Keep the lesson and let any pain or anger go. Only hold on to what the water leaves for your&amp;nbsp;nourishment&amp;nbsp;and well being. Wiggle your toes again and softly open your eyes."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;After their meditation, here is a conversation topic;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;"If you learn from whatever it was you put on that boat and grow strong by that water of life and goodness, you will produce good fruit!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;What is an example of "good fruit"? They might say a "fresh&amp;nbsp;apple" and/ or&amp;nbsp;speak&amp;nbsp;of fruit&amp;nbsp;literally. Some children&amp;nbsp;automatically&amp;nbsp;grasp the concept and say "the Good fruit is my Good deeds"&amp;nbsp;Because&amp;nbsp;you have used metaphors like, "Storms&amp;nbsp;compared&amp;nbsp;to a life event" or "guided mental&amp;nbsp;imagery&amp;nbsp;of them as a tree", the child will understand. Ask your child to give an example of good fruit from their tree.... EXAMPLES; being kind, speaking kindly, helping, sharing, hard working etc. is good fruit. What is Dads good fruit and Moms?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Only go over 1 inner issue per meditation.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Listen to your child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;If scary things come up, like a tornado, monsters, or a tainted surrounding- the child needs to be talked to&amp;nbsp;separately- to let it out and be&amp;nbsp;assisted&amp;nbsp;with an issue they are holding on to.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Some times a child will describe to you their tree and you will have an insight as a parent of their level of&amp;nbsp;confidence&amp;nbsp;or desire to be. If the child is imagining that their tree is tiny and/ or frail, the child needs you to help him/her to build their&amp;nbsp;confidence and self esteem. If the child imagines dark or ugly waters, they are not feeling as safe or secure as they should.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Self&amp;nbsp;forgiveness&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;If this meditation brings your child to face something they did or said wrong, make sure they understand to forgive themselves for mistakes and wrong doings- BUT LEARN FROM THEM. They must take&amp;nbsp;responsibly&amp;nbsp;for their actions and or words, before moving on. Furthermore, do they need you to help them see things from a more positive or corrected&amp;nbsp;perception? What could they do&amp;nbsp;differently?&lt;em&gt;NOTE, over reacting to something your child has said or done wrong, will make you&amp;nbsp;unapproachable!&lt;/em&gt;They will be less&amp;nbsp;likely&amp;nbsp;to come to you or be completely honest next time they need to talk. If you are a very stern parent and gently take your child&amp;nbsp;through&amp;nbsp;this, you just might hear some childhood&amp;nbsp;confessions&amp;nbsp;come up soon or later. That is a GOOD thing, they are ready to learn and move on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Again, there are many many many descriptions children will use and can be indications and helpful info to a parent on the&amp;nbsp;psychological&amp;nbsp;and spiritual development of their child. This technique will be fun and will flow naturally after done a few times or so. You will alter it and add or take away according to your parental instincts.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Peace and love be with you all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5404518995162972050-1659791530965718480?l=starrdeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/1659791530965718480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/1659791530965718480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrdeluna.blogspot.com/2011/06/childrens-guided-meditation.html' title='Children&apos;s Guided Meditation'/><author><name>Amber Starr De Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08212776389483181759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Na1-OHQhjOM/TrAMU5TKOBI/AAAAAAAAARs/FlL19CuhO3s/s220/Captureme.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5404518995162972050.post-5385853675520932134</id><published>2011-06-30T13:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T13:32:35.067-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forgiveness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mistakes'/><title type='text'>Your Mistakes are meant to Serve You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Mistakes we have made in our past only linger if the lesson has not been valued within the heart. Its not the mistakes that make you, its what you mold out of the mistake. ~Amber De Luna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5404518995162972050-5385853675520932134?l=starrdeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/5385853675520932134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/5385853675520932134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrdeluna.blogspot.com/2011/06/your-mistakes-are-meant-to-serve-you.html' title='Your Mistakes are meant to Serve You'/><author><name>Amber Starr De Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08212776389483181759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Na1-OHQhjOM/TrAMU5TKOBI/AAAAAAAAARs/FlL19CuhO3s/s220/Captureme.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5404518995162972050.post-7414002610318139597</id><published>2011-06-30T13:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T13:32:52.772-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='individuality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Life's Greatest Pleasures</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;Life's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;greatest pleasures come freely to those good hearted. That thought woke me up last night. How sweet are lifes beautiful natural pleasures God sends for free to those hearts he knows are of good intent and free from secret mold. Moments only the individual can remember or explain. Hold close those times, you &amp;amp; God share- we are all worthy and capable. The feeling of those times will manifest a greater you. ~Amber De Luna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5404518995162972050-7414002610318139597?l=starrdeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/7414002610318139597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/7414002610318139597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrdeluna.blogspot.com/2011/06/lifes-greatest-pleasures.html' title='Life&apos;s Greatest Pleasures'/><author><name>Amber Starr De Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08212776389483181759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Na1-OHQhjOM/TrAMU5TKOBI/AAAAAAAAARs/FlL19CuhO3s/s220/Captureme.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5404518995162972050.post-2003837591788853980</id><published>2011-06-30T13:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T13:33:12.248-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forgiviness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strength'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spirituality'/><title type='text'>Inner Momentum</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;When things seem to be 'going down hill', its actually your strength and momentum to rise up/ gain energy! Staying positive ensures your UP is not blindly down. Embrace what-how-who-&amp;amp;-why&amp;gt; Never forget YOUR momentum- its a force that never fades! ~Amber De Luna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5404518995162972050-2003837591788853980?l=starrdeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/2003837591788853980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/2003837591788853980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrdeluna.blogspot.com/2011/06/inner-momentum.html' title='Inner Momentum'/><author><name>Amber Starr De Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08212776389483181759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Na1-OHQhjOM/TrAMU5TKOBI/AAAAAAAAARs/FlL19CuhO3s/s220/Captureme.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5404518995162972050.post-6521010199118952262</id><published>2011-06-30T13:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T13:33:38.692-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='value'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='woman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>Woman</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Just a few thoughts of my own, mixed with some sayings and biblical passaages regarding the value and ways of a good woman :) As a woman, Im always learning and tending to the inner garden that grows, wanting to produce good and love in everything I do, in every way within each new day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;She is the backbone of the home. The crown upon her husbands head, Alone or together she faces all that lies ahead. Each of her tears are counted, within a natural order she is comfortable and content and free to inner expand. The fruits of her hand with be praised at the gates. She is not the gold ring in a pigs snout, but rather a diamond in the rough. A spiritual woman cant be found within a million dates, she is a blooming gift for the blessed man that humbly waits. ~Amber De Luna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5404518995162972050-6521010199118952262?l=starrdeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/6521010199118952262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/6521010199118952262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrdeluna.blogspot.com/2011/06/woman.html' title='Woman'/><author><name>Amber Starr De Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08212776389483181759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Na1-OHQhjOM/TrAMU5TKOBI/AAAAAAAAARs/FlL19CuhO3s/s220/Captureme.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5404518995162972050.post-4193363579649973240</id><published>2011-06-30T12:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T13:34:08.061-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spirituality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meditation'/><title type='text'>After Meditation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;God is within me, yet I live on his world &amp;amp; in his universe. I can bask under the sun, without the meditation butterflies being shooed off by someone. My past mistakes mark times of growth, when I didn't believe that God was close. Forgiveness is not a word in my world, because within a cultivated mind, there is never a grudge seed sown. He is the God of all religions. He gives knowledge &amp;amp; understanding without a single word spoken, even more so when the mind is still &amp;amp; silence is unbroken. Artfully man has written down, that what God spoke to his heart, in HIS time- not yours or mine. God grows this Family Tree, We are each a beautiful spark of a sole shine. We are brothers and sisters of 1 kind. Unconditionally love and use wisely each second of your time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;~Amber De Luna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5404518995162972050-4193363579649973240?l=starrdeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/4193363579649973240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/4193363579649973240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrdeluna.blogspot.com/2011/06/balance-and-forgiviness_5126.html' title='After Meditation'/><author><name>Amber Starr De Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08212776389483181759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Na1-OHQhjOM/TrAMU5TKOBI/AAAAAAAAARs/FlL19CuhO3s/s220/Captureme.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5404518995162972050.post-5390057556372403628</id><published>2011-06-30T12:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T13:34:41.432-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='come together'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humanity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Come Together</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;When we hear songs or inspirational speakers say "lets come together", many automatically think 'outside of themselves' or on a 'larger than possible' scale- knowing in their heart that the world is not going to 'come together' or 'unite' all at once- the words come in and go out- passing right by the heart. However if we lovingly think 'unity' on a day to day basis, and unite our hearts with simple people around us, strangers, family, friends, foes- ALL alike- no matter the color, distance, status or differences- that is a TRUE 'coming together'. Because in that state of truth you are unified with the world. Its not what we get back or if someone sees, its all the love sent out and planting of like minded seeds. ~Amber De Luna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5404518995162972050-5390057556372403628?l=starrdeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/5390057556372403628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/5390057556372403628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrdeluna.blogspot.com/2011/06/come-together.html' title='Come Together'/><author><name>Amber Starr De Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08212776389483181759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Na1-OHQhjOM/TrAMU5TKOBI/AAAAAAAAARs/FlL19CuhO3s/s220/Captureme.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5404518995162972050.post-3291289657163000152</id><published>2011-06-30T12:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T13:35:07.467-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sorry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apologizes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peppermint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sincerity'/><title type='text'>Peppermint Apologizes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;You find them in banks, offices, lobbies- everywhere! They are fake, cheap, typical &amp;amp; bland. They refresh but ultimately leave an unhealthy residue. They've been around since most were born. Their name has no connection to what they really contain. We accept them over &amp;amp; over, they get old, lay around, get sticky, we throw them away, eat em'...Offer apologizes with sincerity, love &amp;amp; good intention, let it be a sweet delicacy that heals the soul and mends the matter- Let us not give out 'peppermint apologizes'. ~Amber De Luna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5404518995162972050-3291289657163000152?l=starrdeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/3291289657163000152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/3291289657163000152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrdeluna.blogspot.com/2011/06/peppermint-apologizes.html' title='Peppermint Apologizes'/><author><name>Amber Starr De Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08212776389483181759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Na1-OHQhjOM/TrAMU5TKOBI/AAAAAAAAARs/FlL19CuhO3s/s220/Captureme.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5404518995162972050.post-1717420957776562982</id><published>2011-06-30T12:28:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T13:35:25.994-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forgiveness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='balance'/><title type='text'>Forgiveness and Balance</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Would forgiveness even be a word if people never held grudges? Yet by way of forgiveness valuable lessons are learned. When One learns the art of weaving 'understanding' with 'emotions', they may never know grudge again. 'Forgiveness' is no longer a word, but an instinctive inner way. So again, we see Balance &amp;amp; its beautiful forms. Everyday I thank our creator for balance &amp;amp; today I share that thought with you. ~Amber De Luna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5404518995162972050-1717420957776562982?l=starrdeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/1717420957776562982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/1717420957776562982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrdeluna.blogspot.com/2011/06/would-forgiveness-even-be-word-if.html' title='Forgiveness and Balance'/><author><name>Amber Starr De Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08212776389483181759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Na1-OHQhjOM/TrAMU5TKOBI/AAAAAAAAARs/FlL19CuhO3s/s220/Captureme.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5404518995162972050.post-2204045687059147289</id><published>2011-06-30T12:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T13:35:42.715-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='success'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suffer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='judge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='failure'/><title type='text'>6/23/11</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;One man walks nearly perfect through his life, just &amp;amp; humble. Loving all as himself. Yet as he ages, he 'suffers'. There a molester sits before the court &amp;amp; quietly hears each charge drop through 'loopholes' of the justice system... Where are the good man's 'loopholes'? Where is the predators 'suffrage'? NOT here on earth. Do not judge others by their success or mishaps. For in truth, you understand not even those of your own. ~Amber De Luna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5404518995162972050-2204045687059147289?l=starrdeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/2204045687059147289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/2204045687059147289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrdeluna.blogspot.com/2011/06/62311.html' title='6/23/11'/><author><name>Amber Starr De Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08212776389483181759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Na1-OHQhjOM/TrAMU5TKOBI/AAAAAAAAARs/FlL19CuhO3s/s220/Captureme.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5404518995162972050.post-4696979642173356511</id><published>2011-06-30T12:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T13:36:10.067-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purpose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growth'/><title type='text'>My Dad- What he was and was not- I Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;A seemingly heartless, rebellious, rolling stone he was. Liked by people he chose -feared &amp;amp; envied by others, comfortable outside of religion and tradition. A single parent out of revenge, love eventually struck a soft spot. All I ever knew were his gentle yet hard working hands. As he changed his occupation from 'easy money machine' to honest blood, sweat and tears, we grew together. Not an average childhood I had, nevertheless I will never forget the night he came to me &amp;amp; held my little hand in his, he acted like he put something in it, but it was visibly empty. I said "what is it". He said "its all my love", and he walked off. He didnt show much of that to the world, only partialy to friends or occasional strangers in distress. His favorite saying was "I can be your best friend or your worst nightmare". Today, he is still stubbornly set in his ways, but wise and proud of me. I have come to study Kabbalah, it teaches the science of God and the blue print of creation with the intention of obtaining enlightenment for the sole pupose of radiating love to the world. My dad is apart of that because I carry his love with me, the love he grew me with and passed to me. Love cannot be simply handed to someone, but I guess his spec was special and he powerfully planted it within me. I thank my Heavenly Father everyday for everything that my dad WAS and WAS NOT, because it is all a part of WHO I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5404518995162972050-4696979642173356511?l=starrdeluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/4696979642173356511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5404518995162972050/posts/default/4696979642173356511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starrdeluna.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-dad-what-he-was-and-was-not-i-love.html' title='My Dad- What he was and was not- I Love'/><author><name>Amber Starr De Luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08212776389483181759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Na1-OHQhjOM/TrAMU5TKOBI/AAAAAAAAARs/FlL19CuhO3s/s220/Captureme.JPG'/></author></entry></feed>
