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		<title>Using the Power of Words to Build Deeper Connections</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 08 Dec 2009 03:45:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The connection we make with others, both superficial and profound, most often begins with the spoken word. We use words to convey what we think, and we use words to express how we feel. When we are trying to deepen our connections or resovle differences we typically use the power of the spoken or written [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=elizabethgomez.wordpress.com&blog=1454417&post=610&subd=elizabethgomez&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><br /><p>The connection we make with others, both superficial and profound, most often begins with the spoken word. We use words to convey what we think, and we use words to express how we feel. When we are trying to deepen our connections or resovle differences we typically use the power of the spoken or written word. More often than not what we say and how we say it determines the quality of any relationship.</p>
<p>If there is one thing that any one of us could do that would automatically improve the quality of our relationships, it would be to become more conscious of what we say and how we say it. All of our relatiosnhips would be changed and transformed when we change and transform ourselves.</p>
<p>An important reason for staying conscious in our speech is to avoid later regrets. We can use words skilfully or unconsciously. We can use words to heal or to hurt. Our words can help us fulfill our highest intentions. I think it would really help all of us if, before we speak, we could stop just for a momment to make certain that what we are about to say accurately reflects our hearts intentions.</p>
<p>There is nothing more frustrating to me than having a conversation with someone and having to explain over and over how I feel. When you speak from your heart that is your truth. When the reciever does not listen, does not validate you well then that person is not worthly of your truth or your words. Easier said than done, but that is a change that I have promised myself to keep. No more waisting my energy and time on these people.</p>
<p>Peace and love&#8230;    </p>
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		<title>Live like you are dying</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 07 Dec 2009 03:51:35 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I found myself missing my papi very much today, yet remembering a memory and smiling. With the smile came tears. I was remembering two weeks before my Papi died my mom, Jen, and I took him to Strong hospital which was to be his last appointment, we just did not know it.
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><br /><p>I found myself missing my papi very much today, yet remembering a memory and smiling. With the smile came tears. I was remembering two weeks before my Papi died my mom, Jen, and I took him to Strong hospital which was to be his last appointment, we just did not know it.</p>
<p>When we were driving around the hospital my papi noticed a hot dog stand. He said on the way out if the vendor was still there could we please stop to get him a hot dog. We all said sure, we all could go for one too. It was a warm and suny day. My papi was happy that day, he was happy because he had made it to this appointment, he was happy to be alive. </p>
<p>So we entered the doctors office, and in a instant my life changed forever. I saw the x-rays of my papi&#8217;s lungs. There was no part of any of his lungs that were healthy. The doctor listened to his lungs, then I asked to listen to his lungs they sounded like leaves crunching under your feet. The doctor told us we needed to make him as comfortable as possible, and raise the oxygen when he needed it. We walked out of the office with a scrip for morphine. The walk back to the car was somber, yet my papi kept the mood positive. He talked about how finally the weather for his standards was perfect then out of no where he said are we still going to get some hot dogs ? We all began to laugh.</p>
<p>My papi was not scared, or angry, or even upset. He was maybe without knowing it being very mindful of that moment. He was happy because it was a beautiful day and he wanted a hot dog. We blocked traffic and we got him a hot dog, we joined him and ate one too. </p>
<p>Life is so much more enjoyable when you stop and appreciate the little things. My papi taught me that in the last months of his life. I learned to except things I can not change. I learned to be more mindful of moments that make me happy. I learned to put myself out there to people even if that means getting hurt. Life is beautiful. </p>
<p>While I find myself missing him, I also find myself appreciating every last lesson about life that he taught me. </p>
<p>Peace and love to all. </p>
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		<title>There is something&#8230;&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 04 Dec 2009 16:57:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[So I was watching a movie the other day, called my Sister&#8217;s Keeper. During one of the scenes of the movie they played a beautiful song the words are below. As I read the lyrics,  I began to think about what feels like home to me. I think we all at times need to [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=elizabethgomez.wordpress.com&blog=1454417&post=600&subd=elizabethgomez&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><br /><p>So I was watching a movie the other day, called my Sister&#8217;s Keeper. During one of the scenes of the movie they played a beautiful song the words are below. As I read the lyrics,  I began to think about what feels like home to me. I think we all at times need to take a sort of inventory when it comes to what we have in our lives. What makes us who we are. What people bring joy into our world. While this year was hard with the death of my father, I still have a life that is worth living. A life that needs to be lived to the fullest. I  have a sense of peace in knowing I do have so much good in my life and the people in it I hold them near my heart always, because of them I know it will always feel like &#8220;I am all the way back where I belong.&#8221; </p>
<p> Lyrics to &#8220;Feels like home&#8221;-</p>
<p>There&#8217;s something in your eyes<br />
Makes me wanna lose my self,<br />
Makes me wanna lose myself in your arms<br />
There&#8217;s something in your voice<br />
That makes my heart beat fast<br />
Hope this feeling lasts<br />
For the rest of my life</p>
<p>If you knew how lonely<br />
My life has been<br />
And how long I&#8217;ve been so alone<br />
And if you knew how I wanted someone to come along<br />
And change my life the way you&#8217;ve done</p>
<p>It feels like home to me<br />
It feels like home to me<br />
It feels like I&#8217;m all the way back where I come from<br />
It feels like home to me<br />
It feels like home to me<br />
It feels like I&#8217;m all the way back where I belong</p>
<p>A window breaks down a long dark street<br />
And a siren rings in the night<br />
But I&#8217;m all right cuz I have you here with me,<br />
And I can almost see through the dark there is light</p>
<p>Well if you knew how much this moment means to me<br />
And how long I&#8217;ve waited for your touch<br />
And if you knew how happy you are making me<br />
I never thought that I&#8217;d love anyone so much</p>
<p>It feels like home to me<br />
It feels like home to me<br />
It feels like I&#8217;m all the way back where I come from<br />
It feels like home to me<br />
It feels like home to me<br />
It feels like I&#8217;m all the way back where I belong</p>
<p>It feels like I&#8217;m all the way back where I belong.</p>
<p>Peace and love to all &#8230;..</p>
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