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		<title>We Have Two Seconds and the First One&#8217;s Gone</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Sandy Hibbard]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 22 Dec 2019 16:10:45 +0000</pubDate>
				<category><![CDATA[Living in the moment]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Navagating life]]></category>
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					<description><![CDATA[A special friend told me this once, he said, &#8220;we only have two seconds, and the first one is already<span class="excerpt-hellip"> […]</span>]]></description>
										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A special friend told me this once, he said, &#8220;<em>we only have two seconds, and the first one is already gone</em>&#8220;.  That woke me up to the reality that each moment in this life is a precious gift, not to be wasted.  Think on this as you enter each new day. I pray that you will embrace each moment with love and joy, passion and discovery!</p>
<p>XOXO Sandy</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">* * * * * *</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><b>Love Let Go Flow</b><br />
Ahh life &#8211; the ever unpredictable, changing ebb and flow of love, understanding, joy, ecstasy and pain, longing and desire. There is no other way to navigate it except by lifting the rudder and allowing the current to take you out to the beauty of the unknown.<br />
Two seconds&#8230; the first is gone and the second&#8230; is here.<br />
Embrace it, love it, be in it.</p>
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<p style="text-align: center;">* * * * * * *</p>
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<p style="text-align: left;">© Sandy HibbardImage © Lisa Kristine and available at <a title="Lisa Kristine Fine Art" href="http://www.lisakristine.com/portfolio/eternity-myanmar/" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">LisaKristine.com</a></p>
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		<title>First Swim Can Be Uncomfortable!</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Sandy Hibbard]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 10 Jun 2015 19:40:00 +0000</pubDate>
				<category><![CDATA[Navagating life]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[adventure]]></category>
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					<description><![CDATA[Oh we water signs!  We could write poetry, paint, sing and talk about the imagery that water evokes in our<span class="excerpt-hellip"> […]</span>]]></description>
										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh we water signs!  We could write poetry, paint, sing and talk about the imagery that water evokes in our minds and spirits.  I call it the fountain of youth and definitely one of my muses.  My little modest pool in my back patio area is my water spot.  It is a distraction, my rest, a private little haven for self indulgence, a place to create and think, exercise and write.  So, you can imagine my anticipation of spring/summer when the water becomes warm enough to be able to swim and sometimes just have coffee and relax!</p>
<p>The first swim can be a bit daunting.  In this story, it was cold at first, but after sweeping and cleaning the pool, raking and bagging  leaves for weeks, the back pool area was looking so good that I thought, &#8220;why not, it&#8217;s 80+ degrees I will get use to it&#8221; and I did!  So, I jumped in.  COLD.  Made my skin hurt a bit.  But after a few short minutes and keeping my body moving across the water, I got use to it.  No longer did I feel the bite of the cold.  This experience was wonderful for me and allowed me to set a marker for Spring in my mind (not to mention that my pool season is officially open!), but looking deeper, it taught me something about life.</p>
<p>Sometimes trying something for the first time is frightening.  We&#8217;re afraid of the uncomfortableness of the environment (like cold water), but if we set our minds to it, jump in, swim, keep moving, keep breathing &#8211; we find ourselves becoming one with it.  And that goes for the good AND the bad, you can get used to it.  So take this little lesson to both extremes &#8211; you can jump into shit and get use to the nastiness, or you can jump into beauty and get use to the sweetness.  It depends on what you jump into!  I choose to create an environment that assists me in living my dream.  I make decisions on what it is that I want to do, what it is that helps me be my best for the people in my life, and I create that place to jump into.  A friend once told me  &#8220;you can live by choice or by consequence&#8221;, I choose to live by CHOICE.  Choose life and love, peace and kindness, beauty and passion &#8211; then jump in!</p>
<p>Love and Peace!  Sandy</p>
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		<title>What I learned in Paris</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Sandy Hibbard]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 15 Oct 2012 21:07:08 +0000</pubDate>
				<category><![CDATA[Travel]]></category>
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					<description><![CDATA[I just returned from an adventure in Paris. For all the details of the trip, please visit my blog at<span class="excerpt-hellip"> […]</span>]]></description>
										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I just returned from an adventure in Paris. For all the details of the trip, please visit my blog at http://www.2sistersinparis.wordpress.com. Love and Peace! Sandy</p>
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		<title>A visit with the poets</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 09 Jun 2012 15:29:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[tuscany]]></category>
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					<description><![CDATA[One more life The hills of Tuscany call my name Like I have lived beneath the branches of ancient cedars<span class="excerpt-hellip"> […]</span>]]></description>
										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong><a href="http://saturdaysoul.files.wordpress.com/2012/06/dsc_0494.jpg"><img data-recalc-dims="1" fetchpriority="high" decoding="async" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-481" title="A stroll through Tuscany" alt="Entrance to Il Palagio in Tuscany at Saturdaysoul.com" src="http://saturdaysoul.files.wordpress.com/2012/06/dsc_0494.jpg?resize=600%2C398" width="600" height="398" srcset="https://i0.wp.com/saturdaysoul.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/dsc_0494.jpg?w=3008&amp;ssl=1 3008w, https://i0.wp.com/saturdaysoul.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/dsc_0494.jpg?resize=300%2C199&amp;ssl=1 300w, https://i0.wp.com/saturdaysoul.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/dsc_0494.jpg?resize=768%2C511&amp;ssl=1 768w, https://i0.wp.com/saturdaysoul.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/dsc_0494.jpg?resize=1024%2C681&amp;ssl=1 1024w, https://i0.wp.com/saturdaysoul.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/dsc_0494.jpg?resize=220%2C146&amp;ssl=1 220w, https://i0.wp.com/saturdaysoul.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/dsc_0494.jpg?resize=50%2C33&amp;ssl=1 50w, https://i0.wp.com/saturdaysoul.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/dsc_0494.jpg?resize=113%2C75&amp;ssl=1 113w, https://i0.wp.com/saturdaysoul.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/dsc_0494.jpg?w=2440&amp;ssl=1 2440w" sizes="(max-width:767px) 480px, 600px" /></a>One more life</strong><br />
The hills of Tuscany call my name<br />
Like I have lived beneath the branches of ancient cedars<br />
They call me to go higher<br />
One journey opens up another<br />
With scents of musk and lavender<br />
I am embraced by cobbled streets and fleas along the Seine<br />
Poets writing their mysteries<br />
Speaking to my heart<br />
Awakening my senses<br />
I have been here before<br />
I have loved and walked hand in hand<br />
as their muse<br />
They call me to go higher<br />
To join them in the journey<br />
of words<br />
of worlds<br />
The banquet of humans<br />
love and adventure<br />
desire and discovery<br />
It fills me up<br />
and I am sated by the fulfillment of just being me.</p>
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