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		<title>A proclivity for PASSION&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 28 Jun 2013 21:27:29 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>michellelk</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I am not one for New Years resolutions. What I have done in the last few years is create a &#8220;Possibility&#8221; for the year&#8230;a statement, word or phrase to live into. Thus far&#8230;quite successful. 2013; Unbridled and infinite PASSION, Adventure, Courage and Love I use my &#8220;old fashion&#8221; paper calendar as a way to keep [...]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://greeneyesopen.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/06/IMG_59721-e1372452796611.jpg"><img src="http://greeneyesopen.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/06/IMG_59721-e1372452796611.jpg" alt="IMG_5972" width="600" height="600" class="alignleft size-full wp-image-810" /></a>I am not one for New Years resolutions. What I have done in the last few years is create a &#8220;Possibility&#8221; for the year&#8230;a statement, word or phrase to live into. Thus far&#8230;quite successful.</p>
<p><strong>2013; Unbridled and infinite <strong>PASSION</strong>, Adventure, Courage and Love</p>
<p> <a href="http://greeneyesopen.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/02/IMG_4235-e1360878431704.jpg"><img src="http://greeneyesopen.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/02/IMG_4235-e1360878431704.jpg" alt="My reason..." width="600" height="553" class="alignleft size-full wp-image-552" /></a><br />
I use my &#8220;old fashion&#8221; paper calendar as a way to keep appointments, yet more and more as a journal of daily activities, important accomplishments, a lost tooth, the prom, volleyball games etc&#8230;</p>
<p>The action I took on January 1, 2013,unique to 2013, was to write at the top of each calendar month a word from my &#8220;possibility,&#8221; as a reminder to &#8220;BE&#8221; the word, not simply &#8220;act&#8221; or &#8220;do&#8221; the meaning of the word. June was the month of PASSION&#8230;</p>
<p><strong>PASSION</strong> is a word that can be interpreted in SO MANY WAYS what I heard this month;<br />
&#8220;If you are <strong>passionate</strong> about something, it is the source of endless energy.&#8221;<br />
&#8220;Do what you are <strong>passionate</strong> about, and the money will follow.&#8221;<br />
&#8220;You have so many <strong>passions</strong>.&#8221;</p>
<p>Intense sexual love, a strong and barely controllable emotion, intense desire or enthusiasm for something, a crime of PASSION, &#8220;The Passion&#8221; the suffering and death of Jesus&#8230;<br />
Ah, both an adjective and noun!</p>
<p>As an etymology geek&#8230;the words &#8220;suffering and anger,&#8221; are related to the root of <strong>PASSION</strong>&#8230;Hum, curious&#8230;</p>
<p>As the month of June comes to a close, I have held the word &#8220;<strong>Passion</strong>&#8221; in my mind daily&#8230;<br />
searching ~ looking ~ discovering ~ experiencing ~ listening to(stories about passion) ~ listening for <strong>PASSION</strong>(when someone tells their story what is the underlying story)~being ~ watching <strong>PASSION</strong> come to the surface of one&#8217;s face when they speak about what moves them ~ what makes them sad and what makes them happy&#8230;to see in others by what their face tells me, their meaning of <strong>PASSION</strong>&#8230;Is undeniably inspiring.</p>
<p><strong>JUNE IN REVIEW</strong>: I am passionate about speaking for those who can not speak, so attending my daughter&#8217;s first rally on 1/14/2013, a V-Day event&#8230;is an image that represents, &#8220;<strong>PASSION</strong>.&#8221; Meeting the Israeli artist, Maya Gelfman and being in the presence of her <strong>PASSION</strong> by listening to her story(From the Heart), traveling 6,000+ miles to my other home, my heart and <strong>PASSION</strong>&#8230;are a few examples of how I interpret <strong>PASSION</strong>. </p>
<p>For me, the root of <strong>PASSION</strong> is connection, connection to people, which often requires endless courage.</p>
<p><a href="http://greeneyesopen.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/06/IMG_5971-e1372452824597.jpg"><img src="http://greeneyesopen.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/06/IMG_5971-e1372452824597.jpg" alt="IMG_5971" width="600" height="600" class="alignleft size-full wp-image-811" /></a></p>
<p>Please visit Maya and her work: www.mayagelfman.com</p>
<p>I simply have a proclivity for <strong>PASSION</strong>! July&#8230;is ADVENTURE!</p>
<p>Good night&#8230;Sweet dreams   XO</p>
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		<title>Linked by an invisible thread&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 21 Jun 2013 19:01:08 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>michellelk</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[The eyes tell a story that is not told with words. When there is a story of silence, distance, miscommunication, joy, elation, confusion, fear, awe, it can be told if you want to see. We are amalgamated to other humans creating unbreakable connections and links that are most often obvious through family ties, community, jobs, [...]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://greeneyesopen.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/06/IMG_5868-e1371837544307.jpg"><img src="http://greeneyesopen.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/06/IMG_5868-e1371837544307.jpg" alt="IMG_5868" width="650" height="277" class="alignleft size-full wp-image-722" /></a> The eyes tell a story that is not told with words. When there is a story of silence, distance, miscommunication, joy, elation, confusion, fear, awe, it can be told if you want to see. We are amalgamated to other humans creating unbreakable connections and links that are most often obvious through family ties, community, jobs, beliefs. <a href="http://greeneyesopen.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/06/IMG_5866-e1371837607548.jpg"><img src="http://greeneyesopen.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/06/IMG_5866-e1371837607548.jpg" alt="IMG_5866" width="650" height="313" class="alignleft size-full wp-image-723" /></a> Then there are those connections, a binding of invisible thread that can&#8217;t be explained, that bring two separate entities together&#8230;to merge, unite, meld, fuse, combine, secure, fasten&#8230;slowly slowly over time, quietly, year after year, patiently&#8230;creating something stronger than each entity, separate, individually.<a href="http://greeneyesopen.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/06/IMG_5864-e1371837647925.jpg"><img src="http://greeneyesopen.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/06/IMG_5864-e1371837647925.jpg" alt="IMG_5864" width="650" height="276" class="alignleft size-full wp-image-724" /></a> The thread, for both is the serendipitous inspiration for strength, balance, growth&#8230;.and&#8230;.sometimes&#8230;silliness! The eyes of another can be the mirror reminding you who you are, when you forget. I will remind you&#8230;please remind me.</p>
<p>Good night&#8230;Sweet dreams&#8230; XO</p>
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		<title>Big Ben &#8230;it is the correct time!</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 14 May 2013 04:29:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[As I was walking down Mass Ave. this clock, in a store window, caught my fancy. Specifically, the name of the clock,&#8221;Big Ben,&#8221; is what had me stop. The seconds on this clock are marked by the clicking of a feather. A design encompassing, vintage, whimsical and modern. The name is also shared with the [...]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://greeneyesopen.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/05/20130513-231344.jpg"><img src="http://greeneyesopen.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/05/20130513-231344.jpg" alt="20130513-231344.jpg" class="alignnone size-full" /></a> As I was walking down Mass Ave. this clock, in a store window, caught my fancy. Specifically, the name of the clock,&#8221;Big Ben,&#8221; is what had me stop. The seconds on this clock are marked by the clicking of a feather. A design encompassing, vintage,<br />
whimsical and modern. The name is also shared with the bell, within the bell tower, that has chimed the signal of time in London, airing on the BBC since 1924. The clock tower in London is known around the globe as the most accurate and reliable keeper of time. What do these two clocks have in common? Very little. ..Their differences are that of geographical location, a five hour time difference, their history(Westclox began manufacturing of clocks in 1904), and most undeniable is&#8230; Value. I see time as a conversation. It is not something tangible, something to hold in my hand. ~time is fleeting ~ time is a mystery ~ lost track of time ~ we can find some time&#8230; I will make time for you because, to me, YOU are valuable, not time. What is valuable to you? Are you willing to make time? </p>
<p>Big Ben, here&#8230;Big Ben, London&#8230;tick tock, tick, tock&#8230;</p>
<p>Good night&#8230;Sweet dreams.  XO</p>
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		<title>Mammogram = pulling skin from my ass</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 10 Jan 2013 21:44:12 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>michellelk</dc:creator>
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I am always amused and intrigued by &#8220;self imposed rules.&#8221; Those rules that we impose on ourselves, our lives to keep us safe, happy, engaged and healthy. Often the rules change when we see over time what works and what doesn&#8217;t.<span id="more-234"></span></p>
<p>Today I went for a mammogram, one of my many &#8220;self imposed rules&#8221; regarding preventative health, the  &#8220;Take care of the girls and the girls will take care of you,&#8221; rule that will never change. Jan had to pull skin from my ass to have flesh to squish and evaluate. &#8220;Lean into the glass plate,&#8221; she says. &#8220;I am,&#8221; I squeaked, not breathing. </p>
<p>Prevention = me, Jan, 2 glass plates, &#8220;the girls&#8221; and my &#8220;self imposed rules.<br />
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