<?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-959247089536622573</id><updated>2012-01-27T21:41:40.259-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out Of This World &amp; Beyond Words............</title><subtitle type='html'>''BE HAPPY FOR THIS MOMENT. THIS MOMENT IS YOUR LIFE''                        
                     
                                                    Omar Khayyam</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06694129837069569700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-959247089536622573.post-6895996388808129561</id><published>2011-05-27T06:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T06:30:47.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new blog</title><content type='html'>http://librosdeesoterismoyparanormal.blogspot.com/2007/11/jorge-adoum-mago-jefa.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/959247089536622573-6895996388808129561?l=vivisolsun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/feeds/6895996388808129561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=959247089536622573&amp;postID=6895996388808129561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/6895996388808129561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/6895996388808129561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/2011/05/new-blog.html' title='new blog'/><author><name>Vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06694129837069569700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-959247089536622573.post-3354794014059930629</id><published>2010-06-13T13:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T13:58:54.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A moment in time...............</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/TBVF-m5gRGI/AAAAAAAAAL8/xjgEcueGibk/s1600/100_4129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/TBVF-m5gRGI/AAAAAAAAAL8/xjgEcueGibk/s400/100_4129.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482365063289390178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/959247089536622573-3354794014059930629?l=vivisolsun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/feeds/3354794014059930629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=959247089536622573&amp;postID=3354794014059930629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/3354794014059930629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/3354794014059930629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/2010/06/moment-in-time.html' title='A moment in time...............'/><author><name>Vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06694129837069569700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/TBVF-m5gRGI/AAAAAAAAAL8/xjgEcueGibk/s72-c/100_4129.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-959247089536622573.post-7322378658961952898</id><published>2010-04-21T12:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T12:23:27.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhh Spring!!!</title><content type='html'>Dormant....asleep she was... deep beneath the dark warm earth, it seemed forever; no sign of her indulging beauties, no signs of her incesant pleasures. Imprisoned within the darkness she lingered... just for a moment, until...from the womb that bounded her, she frees herself without a sound, in perfect silence....her new birth.&lt;br /&gt;Lightly... ever so softly... the Goddess of Spring awakens from her nurturing dwelling, where she layed in sweet slumber. Budding boughs of yellow hue appear from their long wonderings, again to dress and perfume her lovely garments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother Earth smiles and one can hear her happy laughter from every corner of her garden..... solitary fields are now a pleasure to the eye and nurture the unseen emotions, for the Goddess of Spring sings her lullaby and the cold no longer stings.&lt;br /&gt;The earth arrayed once more in color, where Spring's whispering notions are again heard...all bow at her entrance all are at her beck and call. She woos as a lover with the delight of her romance and wonder..... gladly are we imprisoned in her charms and her passionate approach!&lt;br /&gt;The sun shineth glady, the lark and robbin return from their journeys south....the bees are heard in cherry blossoms, butterflies adorn the meadows, rose bushes sweeten the air with their aromatic scents, the skies are bluer....could this be heaven I ask?&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes and embrace this moment.....I welcome the Goddess of Spring decked in her finest attire&lt;br /&gt;and succumb gratefully to her charms!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/959247089536622573-7322378658961952898?l=vivisolsun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/feeds/7322378658961952898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=959247089536622573&amp;postID=7322378658961952898' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/7322378658961952898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/7322378658961952898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/2010/04/ahhh-spring.html' title='Ahhh Spring!!!'/><author><name>Vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06694129837069569700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-959247089536622573.post-6719371018669210754</id><published>2010-04-12T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T22:12:02.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/S8P6MkgLARI/AAAAAAAAAL0/51r_uQyjmCk/s1600/Forest+Flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/S8P6MkgLARI/AAAAAAAAAL0/51r_uQyjmCk/s400/Forest+Flowers.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459482267167162642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Forgotten Kingdom &lt;br /&gt;A Spiritual Fairy Tale,a Personal Journey in Search of The Divine&lt;br /&gt;By Viviana Vicencio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; The Forgotten Kingdom is very unique, it is both a spiritual and enchanting fairy tale for adults, and a personal journey in search of the Divine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It begins with the fairy tale of a forgotten kingdom, where people regarded this special place as "Heaven on Earth".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only love and happiness abide, a place where all people desired to go, yet many had forgotten how to get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Forgotten Kingdom will show you in a clear and concise manner, how to arrive to this heavenly place, and nurture the inner child, we have all left behind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world finds itself in chaos, even amidst the chaos, a little girl follows her intuitive heart and discovers an ancient secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She embarks on a journey of wonder and light, which leads her to find the greatest treasure known to man...the truth of her Divine Nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This insightful book has seven chapters, number two is Contracts where you will have the opportunity to evaluate yourself and put it in writing, Preparing of the Self and the Empowerment of my Word speaks for itself, followed by the New Thought,a wonderful chapter that will enlighten and help you to broaden your mind. The Garden Analogy is a beautiful chapter on all that grows in and out of our minds, next The Intention of The Heart, a deep felt and intentional chapter and last but not least The Harvest and the Butterfly, sort of the end of the journey as well as the beginning, where we can see the fruits of our labors come to life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Forgotten Kingdom is my own personal journey in search of the Divine within, for I too had forgotten where "home" was, after my own experience of the "dark night of the soul" and self discovery I found my place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book will guide your inner child to a familiar place, it will move your soul, enlighten your mind, endearing your heart with its powerful message!&lt;br /&gt; Your votes are needed, to bring The Forgotten Kingdom to the minds of humanity and to the forgotten inner child once more!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all for your support!&lt;br /&gt;Love and Light, &lt;br /&gt;Vivi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.NextTopAuthor.com/?aid=1333&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/959247089536622573-6719371018669210754?l=vivisolsun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/feeds/6719371018669210754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=959247089536622573&amp;postID=6719371018669210754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/6719371018669210754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/6719371018669210754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/2010/04/forgotten-kingdom-spiritual-fairy-talea.html' title=''/><author><name>Vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06694129837069569700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/S8P6MkgLARI/AAAAAAAAAL0/51r_uQyjmCk/s72-c/Forest+Flowers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-959247089536622573.post-2209812357621161441</id><published>2009-09-01T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T18:50:37.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Imagination.........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/Sp3OoJRJJlI/AAAAAAAAALk/WagHcdkt2X8/s1600-h/100_2118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/Sp3OoJRJJlI/AAAAAAAAALk/WagHcdkt2X8/s400/100_2118.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376680719228151378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagination...one of my favorite subjects!!! Ahhh were to begin? &lt;br /&gt;Ok... Albert Einstein said : '' Imagination is more important than knowledge. For while knowledge defines all we currently know and understand, imagination points to all we might yet discover and create''. This to me is so true, and my point of view regarding IMAGINATION is, as I have always believed...one of the greatest endowments we humans could have ever received! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagination allows us to see...all possibilities, to see all that we can do..and how to acommplish, it is our very own personal and most powerful creating ''tool''as well as our very own personal laboratory of the mind. For there are no limitations to what IMAGINATION can create!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A vivid image becomes an ideal, a desire, and is as real to the mind...for what the eyes cannot see...nor the ears cannot hear...nor hands cannot touch ...it is felt with the heart of IMAGINATION...from whence all truth derives.&lt;br /&gt; Thus, feel.... I AM IMAGINATION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an experience the other day...I IMAGINED a new set of curtains for my daughter's dining room, I IMAGINED striped black and white material...I formed the curtains in my mind...they should be a specific way...in a sort of a point, where over them would be another layer in a point, but this would be in polka dots red..not just any red..brick red..then to brighten the edging of this side of the curtain, there would be a piece of material to enhance the polka dots...and it would be cherries with a black background to complement the black stripes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So for many days I IMAGINED this project of mine....and I also imagined covering the chairs as well with the same striped material...ok, so one day I decided to go to the store...and I found the exact material!! All I needed was the cherry material...and to my surprise, on the trunk of the car where I had placed my shopping bags...I noticed a cherry material of some sort coming from a plastic bag of things my daughter no longer wanted. So of course I opened the bag...and lo behold!! The exact kind of material I had envisioned in my IMAGINATION prior to becoming!&lt;br /&gt;It was an old/new shirt she really never used...It had black background to enhance and complement the other material, I took it apart and was able to create to my hearts content!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The universe provided all of the necessary tools for my creation, thus materialized !&lt;br /&gt;Can really understand how I am responsible for my own creations...yes I did some of the work, for I desired to create it with my own hands... this was easy and fun because I had all of the necessary things to work with...and sometimes the things are just there without me lifting a finger...and here I understand that I am  meant to receive other things allready created for me...for I am IMAGINATION and I am deserving of all goodness as is everyone else! And besides..this is great fun...so what to IMAGINE next!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/959247089536622573-2209812357621161441?l=vivisolsun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/feeds/2209812357621161441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=959247089536622573&amp;postID=2209812357621161441' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/2209812357621161441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/2209812357621161441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/2009/09/imagination.html' title='Imagination.........'/><author><name>Vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06694129837069569700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/Sp3OoJRJJlI/AAAAAAAAALk/WagHcdkt2X8/s72-c/100_2118.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-959247089536622573.post-4423700252123678544</id><published>2009-08-01T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T10:48:50.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little bees....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/SnRe_pzHs2I/AAAAAAAAALU/OBs2vvyfcEI/s1600-h/n1039317571_30149451_2795.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/SnRe_pzHs2I/AAAAAAAAALU/OBs2vvyfcEI/s400/n1039317571_30149451_2795.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365017503750140770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever stopped to wonder how this tiny little insect, ( personally feel, this word insect..does not do them justice) can create such wonders ? The magic of little honey bees is amazing!! If bees did not pollinate our gardens and crops...they would not be able to grow, nor would be have fruits to enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;Bees are the prime pollinators of this earth...and maintain themselves busy by flying from plant to plant gathering nectar from each flower, which they store in an internal honey sac . They later transport it back to their hive, and the house bee receives it tongue to tongue. Then the house bee spreads a drop of nectar on the roof of a cell in a comb. During the next couple of days...other house bees fan their wings over the nectar so that the moisture evaporates. How is that for social unity! And for inventiveness !!&lt;br /&gt;Nectar is 80% water and honey 19%...finally more house bees cover every cell filled with modified nectar with a thin layer of wax, and this nectar becomes honey, something we, humans love..and then there is ''Royal Jelly'' straight from the workers glands...this is the food the queen bee is fed throughout her larval and adult life. This is rich in protein and rich in vitamins B, C,and D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They provide us with bees wax..which is a natural product....this is a secretion from four glands of a worker bee's abdomen. This is use in cosmetics, hand creams, ointments, lipsticks..waterproofing, coating, arts and crafts items.&lt;br /&gt;Then propolis, which is a kind of ''glue'', they themselves use it to seal cracks and crevices in their hives..to make sure no drafts come in when the weather gets cold.&lt;br /&gt;And some of their greatest work..pollination...we are dependent on their extremely hard work..they pollinate our crops and gardens. The process starts, when the field bee crawls around a plant blossom. The honey bee is dusted with pollen, then the field bee flies over to another blossom with the pollen in its hair, when the bee lands the pollen falls onto this blossom's stigma. Because of this grand manuevour a vegetable, a fruit, and all other crops can grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you see....these are no menial tasks...nor is a bee just an insect...she is one of the Creator most magnificent of creatures! And why I love all honey Bees!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/959247089536622573-4423700252123678544?l=vivisolsun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/feeds/4423700252123678544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=959247089536622573&amp;postID=4423700252123678544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/4423700252123678544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/4423700252123678544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/2009/08/little-bees.html' title='Little bees....'/><author><name>Vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06694129837069569700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/SnRe_pzHs2I/AAAAAAAAALU/OBs2vvyfcEI/s72-c/n1039317571_30149451_2795.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-959247089536622573.post-2817566243298605784</id><published>2009-08-01T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T14:26:40.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The magic of butterflies.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/SnReJHHLF1I/AAAAAAAAAK0/2L38kBT3k84/s1600-h/butterfly_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/SnReJHHLF1I/AAAAAAAAAK0/2L38kBT3k84/s400/butterfly_2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365016566726072146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant seem to write enough about these magical beings.....they are truly remarkable to me!  As i observe their flight..it makes me wonder...will I someday fly as high and as graceful? If the airplane was invented and Master Jesus walked on water...I say why not?&lt;br /&gt;Just imagine...to be able to fly thru the clouds and go and explore all of the fun places! It makes me giggle just to think of it!!&lt;br /&gt;Butterflies have short lives, yet as I see it...their short lives outweigh the unlimited freedom they enjoy, and the effect they have on all people by beautifying our surroundings.&lt;br /&gt; As they gather momentum to fly to their next stop, we  humans should copy their graceful moves and lift our own wings and plunge into the beauty of life as the butterfly...and seize the moment!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/959247089536622573-2817566243298605784?l=vivisolsun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/feeds/2817566243298605784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=959247089536622573&amp;postID=2817566243298605784' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/2817566243298605784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/2817566243298605784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/2009/08/magic-of-butterflies.html' title='The magic of butterflies.....'/><author><name>Vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06694129837069569700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/SnReJHHLF1I/AAAAAAAAAK0/2L38kBT3k84/s72-c/butterfly_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-959247089536622573.post-3894362670015113255</id><published>2009-08-01T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T00:22:34.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Excuberance of youth.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/SnRd6bU2diI/AAAAAAAAAKs/ZTpdPa5e1oU/s1600-h/4931_1018273155319_1779841099_35486_4419361_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/SnRd6bU2diI/AAAAAAAAAKs/ZTpdPa5e1oU/s400/4931_1018273155319_1779841099_35486_4419361_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365016314454111778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/959247089536622573-3894362670015113255?l=vivisolsun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/feeds/3894362670015113255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=959247089536622573&amp;postID=3894362670015113255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/3894362670015113255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/3894362670015113255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/2009/08/excuberance-of-youth.html' title='Excuberance of youth.....'/><author><name>Vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06694129837069569700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/SnRd6bU2diI/AAAAAAAAAKs/ZTpdPa5e1oU/s72-c/4931_1018273155319_1779841099_35486_4419361_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-959247089536622573.post-3455772114234747077</id><published>2009-07-04T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T20:41:34.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kristine....daughter , my friend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/Sk_Q-IYN9oI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/j5HufeUwCGM/s1600-h/100_0935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/Sk_Q-IYN9oI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/j5HufeUwCGM/s400/100_0935.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354728247786337922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/959247089536622573-3455772114234747077?l=vivisolsun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/feeds/3455772114234747077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=959247089536622573&amp;postID=3455772114234747077' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/3455772114234747077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/3455772114234747077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/2009/07/kristinedaughter-my-friend.html' title='Kristine....daughter , my friend.'/><author><name>Vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06694129837069569700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/Sk_Q-IYN9oI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/j5HufeUwCGM/s72-c/100_0935.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-959247089536622573.post-8137499214890724058</id><published>2009-07-04T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T19:03:51.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FLOWERS.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/Sk_NL3rpiDI/AAAAAAAAAJU/ymoZLIJoS0U/s1600-h/DSC_0425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/Sk_NL3rpiDI/AAAAAAAAAJU/ymoZLIJoS0U/s400/DSC_0425.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354724085776091186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/959247089536622573-8137499214890724058?l=vivisolsun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/feeds/8137499214890724058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=959247089536622573&amp;postID=8137499214890724058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/8137499214890724058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/8137499214890724058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/2009/07/flowers.html' title='FLOWERS.....'/><author><name>Vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06694129837069569700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/Sk_NL3rpiDI/AAAAAAAAAJU/ymoZLIJoS0U/s72-c/DSC_0425.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-959247089536622573.post-8507164141571218400</id><published>2009-07-04T01:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T02:02:24.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My friend the butterfly.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/Sk8XQj8qYAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/oYQd8EbrcCI/s1600-h/June+9th-30th+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/Sk8XQj8qYAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/oYQd8EbrcCI/s400/June+9th-30th+032.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354524055261831170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early one morning some days ago,  as I was cleaning a kitchen window, I noticed this beautiful monarch butterfly  pass me  by and landed on a leaf . I expressed out loud how beautiful, graceful and delicate she was. &lt;br /&gt;I told her many things as I observed her delightful flight, somehow I thought she understood me, for she lingered on ! Well ...I asked her to return  for I loved her presence  and  I had so enjoyed her visit...she had brightened my morning!&lt;br /&gt;Several hours later... she did return..and my sister Priscilla took a picture of her, and she remained around the garden for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;These are the things that touch my life, it may seem insignificant  yet to me, this was a grand event...for nature took time to beautify a moment in my life..thus feel blessed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/959247089536622573-8507164141571218400?l=vivisolsun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/feeds/8507164141571218400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=959247089536622573&amp;postID=8507164141571218400' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/8507164141571218400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/8507164141571218400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-friend-butterfly.html' title='My friend the butterfly.....'/><author><name>Vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06694129837069569700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/Sk8XQj8qYAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/oYQd8EbrcCI/s72-c/June+9th-30th+032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-959247089536622573.post-6669024634294922194</id><published>2009-04-12T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T11:30:07.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oneness......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/SeIjV8Dd3rI/AAAAAAAAAI8/WuIDJdm0184/s1600-h/n1360300589_310170_754779-++planet+earth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/SeIjV8Dd3rI/AAAAAAAAAI8/WuIDJdm0184/s400/n1360300589_310170_754779-++planet+earth.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323856569310240434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my eyes opened this day..and again awakened into a new morning, the thought arose in my mind: ''I am part of all of this''....and smiled! My heart is most greatful...for every experience lived, I know Love and its living Source. I can walk, run, dance and hop,...I can breathe...I can breathe..not only that!  I can smell and detect the exquisite fragrances and scents of flowers...my favorite magical children of the earth...they are children in disguises ..you know?&lt;br /&gt;Have you noticed their smiley faces? They are healing..as soon as you hold them in your hands..their love essence permeates thru, into your hearts with a deep peace, their aroma delight your nostrils..your soul!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can taste..oh the taste of mangos with lime..what a delight! &lt;br /&gt;Or the delicious taste of a chirimoya fruit..or a lucuma..food for the God's that we are! Truly blessed we are...a taste of a ripe fig oh my..white peaches, a fresh picked tomatoe...ahhh I love fruits and all that grows from the earth! I can taste the sweet as well as bitter, sour and can choose which to like ! Feel that the abundance of the earth is great...and all that is green vibrates with life and love!&lt;br /&gt;And my eyes can see..oh I can see the beauty of the skies...the birds in flight, the beautiful butterfly...I am blessed...I am blessed! My eyes can see the rainbows, detect its colors..I can read the beautiful words of my beloved poets such as Rumi..Khalil Gibran..Emerson and have them touch my heart!&lt;br /&gt;I can see my beautiful little red head Issa, and see her wonderous world thru her eyes..&lt;br /&gt;I can see the majesty and grandeur of the oceans,  the magnificence of nature... i can close my eyes, memorize the beauty  and behold the wonder of God's world once more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can think..rationalize..ponder.. understand..meditate..my mind is vast as the universe..filled with creation, pasion and imagination, thus I am One with the Oneness! I am thus Blessed!&lt;br /&gt;I can hear..I can hear the sounds of the earth..the gentle and quiet sounds of rain, the powerful thunder which speaks volumes with its roaring sound! I can hear the crikets at night soothing my sleep...and I love to hear the sounds of birds in the early morning..they are melodious to my ears as laughter is!&lt;br /&gt;I can hear music...oh I love music..form bosa nova, raggae, classical guitar, the misterious middle eastern sounds, beautiful piano sounds from the great composers, the soothing and moving sounds of the cello and violin, the drums that make me move, and rock and alternative sounds..music feeds my soul!&lt;br /&gt;I love to hear loving words wisphered in my ears, as to hear children playing in the parks! I can hear my Beloved speak to me..  He is everywhere and in everything.&lt;br /&gt;I can touch..and feel the softeness of things, like the face of a child, the touch of my lover, the soft touch of a kiss,  I can love with my touch, I can heal as well, I can feel the difference between rough and smooth, the delicate touch of sand under my feet, the warm water washing my body, and I can touch everything at my reach! I am blessed!&lt;br /&gt;I am One with all this vastness, my senses touch your life as you touch mine...I am greatful...thus I AM .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/959247089536622573-6669024634294922194?l=vivisolsun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/feeds/6669024634294922194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=959247089536622573&amp;postID=6669024634294922194' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/6669024634294922194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/6669024634294922194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/2009/04/oneness.html' title='Oneness......'/><author><name>Vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06694129837069569700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/SeIjV8Dd3rI/AAAAAAAAAI8/WuIDJdm0184/s72-c/n1360300589_310170_754779-++planet+earth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-959247089536622573.post-8098079492095131673</id><published>2009-02-26T20:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T01:45:44.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The awakening of our souls....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/Sad0waCr0sI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ZboWBQSHpoc/s1600-h/Water+lilies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/Sad0waCr0sI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ZboWBQSHpoc/s400/Water+lilies.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307339060852544194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long are we to sleep? This deep  unconscious slumber where our real selves disappear, where our light is dimmed by the ever present ego. How much longer must we be separated from our beloved....our true essence and reality?&lt;br /&gt;We yearn for solace yearn for peace, love, freedom from our ''little self''yet, what  are we doing to release us from the bondage of our own ignorance?  Have we been searching  in all of the wrong places, specially out of ourselves instead of within?.....&lt;br /&gt;We hear the call of the soul, the call from within and this embodies itself in our daily lives...the uncomfortable headache.. illness, situations we may find ourselves in... that are far from harmonious. The inner cry of our true self crying out to us for deliverance...this expressed in our external being and present life situations.&lt;br /&gt;It is time....here right now..where  we must make a conscious effort towards change...this cannot come by mere wishing...there must be an intentional desire for this, we have so much to accomplish in this earth of ours!&lt;br /&gt;True change awaits us at the door, we are not just human beings...but rather spiritual divine beings in a human experience!&lt;br /&gt;And personally feel that we must need desire truth as we desire water, and air...for to desire anything less than this, would be a disservice to our divine selves, and yet here again...we can choose ''To be, or not to be''.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/959247089536622573-8098079492095131673?l=vivisolsun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/feeds/8098079492095131673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=959247089536622573&amp;postID=8098079492095131673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/8098079492095131673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/8098079492095131673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/2009/02/awakening-of-our-souls.html' title='The awakening of our souls....'/><author><name>Vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06694129837069569700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/Sad0waCr0sI/AAAAAAAAAI0/ZboWBQSHpoc/s72-c/Water+lilies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-959247089536622573.post-5855567888056190302</id><published>2009-02-21T08:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T11:31:52.204-08:00</updated><title type='text'>India........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/SaAy-E8B5aI/AAAAAAAAAGk/bDzLg6oBrFw/s1600-h/image011-india.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/SaAy-E8B5aI/AAAAAAAAAGk/bDzLg6oBrFw/s400/image011-india.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305296403101246882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the most fascinating places in the world to me is India...with her aromatic spices...colorful street vendors...her beautiful people! The Taj Mahal has kept me in awe for years...a building created in love to honor the love of a woman. &lt;br /&gt;How blessed are we to be able to have within us a piece of art...timeless as its creator.&lt;br /&gt;I will visit her in the near future..and experience these things and more....for India is a mystical land... a melting pot of peoples, I long to walk her streets and breathe her air.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/959247089536622573-5855567888056190302?l=vivisolsun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/feeds/5855567888056190302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=959247089536622573&amp;postID=5855567888056190302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/5855567888056190302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/5855567888056190302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/2009/02/india.html' title='India........'/><author><name>Vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06694129837069569700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/SaAy-E8B5aI/AAAAAAAAAGk/bDzLg6oBrFw/s72-c/image011-india.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-959247089536622573.post-578161430461233214</id><published>2009-02-21T08:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T09:50:06.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AHHHH...Butterflies!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/SaAylxFbfvI/AAAAAAAAAGc/_di4pw49Vw0/s1600-h/image009+-+butterflies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 305px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/SaAylxFbfvI/AAAAAAAAAGc/_di4pw49Vw0/s400/image009+-+butterflies.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305295985455103730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butterfly...butterfly&lt;br /&gt;beautiful and  free...&lt;br /&gt;you roam the skies&lt;br /&gt;in magnificent beauty&lt;br /&gt;light as a feather&lt;br /&gt;fragile as breath.....&lt;br /&gt;colorful, vibrant&lt;br /&gt;your essence&lt;br /&gt;your flight ..pure delight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/959247089536622573-578161430461233214?l=vivisolsun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/feeds/578161430461233214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=959247089536622573&amp;postID=578161430461233214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/578161430461233214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/578161430461233214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/2009/02/ahhhhbutterflies.html' title='AHHHH...Butterflies!!!'/><author><name>Vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06694129837069569700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/SaAylxFbfvI/AAAAAAAAAGc/_di4pw49Vw0/s72-c/image009+-+butterflies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-959247089536622573.post-3767923087110812399</id><published>2009-02-21T08:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T08:22:31.015-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nature is my home.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/SaAoffd3-pI/AAAAAAAAAFk/kQ6CFVxMcUo/s1600-h/vivi5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/SaAoffd3-pI/AAAAAAAAAFk/kQ6CFVxMcUo/s400/vivi5.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305284882530302610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I have the opportunity...I take myself to the mountains...in all seasons! The fresh, crisp morning air fill my lungs bringing a new moment and all thoughts are vanished from my mind. I am in my own world with nature, she balances me, and am pleasanlty surprised by what I find.... Light follows me whereever I go...I hear only her sounds...I become One with her...thus I am happy! I am in my elements!!! Yeahh happy day!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/959247089536622573-3767923087110812399?l=vivisolsun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/feeds/3767923087110812399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=959247089536622573&amp;postID=3767923087110812399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/3767923087110812399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/3767923087110812399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post_21.html' title='Nature is my home.......'/><author><name>Vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06694129837069569700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/SaAoffd3-pI/AAAAAAAAAFk/kQ6CFVxMcUo/s72-c/vivi5.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-959247089536622573.post-3443538542884872352</id><published>2009-02-15T23:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T21:24:19.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Supreme secret of the Inner Journey is the path of Love..for the path of Love leads to Love...and Love is All there Is".</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sk1.yt-thm-a04.yimg.com/image/ac197546b52f9d6e"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 120px;" src="http://sk1.yt-thm-a04.yimg.com/image/ac197546b52f9d6e" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the path of Love...if not Love?&lt;br /&gt;For there are many paths...and all lead to Love.&lt;br /&gt;As raindrops amalgamate themselves into divergent streams, yet meet once again in the vastness of the oceans and rivers, so does the human heart seeking its ''Beloved'' in the various forms...find within the inner consciousness a chosen path that leads them to their life source...Love.&lt;br /&gt;Ancient Sufi poets such as Rumi, Omar Khayyam, Attar to name a few..had an understanding on the depths of Love. &lt;br /&gt;Love to them was the infinite..ever evolving..ever into its state of bliss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''The Freshness'' &lt;br /&gt;When its cold and raining&lt;br /&gt;you are more beautiful..&lt;br /&gt;and the snow brings me even closer to your lips&lt;br /&gt;The inner secret, that which was never born..&lt;br /&gt;You are that freshness, and&lt;br /&gt;I am with you now..&lt;br /&gt;I cant explain the goings&lt;br /&gt;or the comings..&lt;br /&gt;You enter suddenly and&lt;br /&gt;I am nowhere again..&lt;br /&gt;Inside the Majesty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Soul of Rumi-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/959247089536622573-3443538542884872352?l=vivisolsun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/feeds/3443538542884872352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=959247089536622573&amp;postID=3443538542884872352' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/3443538542884872352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/3443538542884872352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/2009/02/openphoto.html' title='The Supreme secret of the Inner Journey is the path of Love..for the path of Love leads to Love...and Love is All there Is&quot;.'/><author><name>Vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06694129837069569700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-959247089536622573.post-4684793294964423031</id><published>2009-02-04T21:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T08:26:33.472-08:00</updated><title type='text'>There is something stirring within..........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/SYp1L4WpIFI/AAAAAAAAAFU/kxZ2LNBqDRs/s1600-h/CIMG0227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/SYp1L4WpIFI/AAAAAAAAAFU/kxZ2LNBqDRs/s400/CIMG0227.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299176758521176146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we look at our world  situation this day, all can feel and observe that there is definitely something stirring within....&lt;br /&gt;We see it in the books written, the messages sent thru music,  in the movies, I feel it as hundreds are being connected in a network of people (F.B)  having the same conscious  idealism.. UNITY, a world without prejudices, wars, hunger .&lt;br /&gt;A movement of people, all seeking the same goal...PEACE/LOVE/FORGIVENESS/ONENESS ..can this be attained, I ask?&lt;br /&gt; The Persian poet Rumi  said: '' Seek the wisdom that will untie the knot. Seek the path that demands your whole being". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These words ring true to my heart....for it is in Our awareness of the United Consciousness, onced  focused by Our whole Beings can and will attain its goal! Untie the knot says the wise man.....in other words...let go of the confusion which keeps your mind troubled and knotted.  Here lies wisdom.....and by seeking the path which demands our whole being....it demands the Best of Us!! Why should we not give the best of us? For within us lies the power to do so.. yet....fears have kept humankind from rising to their best potential! We live sporadic moments of success, of happiness..  when we could be living every moment in happiness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The human soul desires to free itself from its bondage of ego mind, yet to accomplish this we must first acknowledge our separation from Spirit, where by choice.. many have moved away from the Source which gave us life.. once this is done.. our inner intuitive guide takes us to a place known to us all... deep within the heart of matter...our own souls resonating truths!&lt;br /&gt;And to come to this understanding...we must silence the ego/mind ...and be quiet enough to hear Gods whisper.&lt;br /&gt;Yes...something is stirring within the hearts of men... it is the VOICE OF THE SOUL...shouting to the world its coming forth,&lt;br /&gt; an ancient voice....a voice who has never left....who eloquently evokes the deep feeling of oneness..a voice who is crossing every border to every land.... and all are listening intently .&lt;br /&gt;People are coming to terms with their truths...many no longer can accept the worlds dogmas and concepts which radicated their lives creating havoc. Many are letting go of their careers, marriages, even families, some have become nomads to stand true to their convictions of peace.&lt;br /&gt;Yes...something is stirring within the heart...yours..mine...I have a new vision of our world...there are no borders!  We may speak different languages, our cultural diversities many, yet in this new world ..the only language spoken understood by all..is the language of LOVE!!! Were the only religion..is the truth of the heart...all derive from the same God/Source thus we are children of One God. We live in a color blind world where the color of my, our brother..has no relevance .&lt;br /&gt;We work together for the betterment of the entire earth, we use her resources intelligently ...where the elements work hand in hand with all of humanity,  we find the greatest inventions where our technology surpasses anything ever discovered!!&lt;br /&gt;  We respect our mother Earth, she in turn gives of her bounties and all is harmony in the land.&lt;br /&gt;There is no suffering for there is no war..neither created by politics, nor the war created by ego/self...there are no hospitals for there are no sick people, there are no jails for there are no criminals....all are healed.&lt;br /&gt;Feel that the imaginative powers of our minds are escalating to heights never before experienced....I understand now what Einstein so eloquently stated: '' Imagination is more important than intelligence".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are a UNIVERSE singing One Song....in latin UNI- means United and VERSE - Song/Poem... thus we are A UNIVERSE UNITED IN A POEM OR A SONG!!!&lt;br /&gt;Let us imagine a new  beautiful world...singing a new song&lt;br /&gt;''Imagine there's no heaven&lt;br /&gt;It's easy if you try&lt;br /&gt;No hell below us&lt;br /&gt;Above us only sky&lt;br /&gt;Imagine all the people&lt;br /&gt;Living for today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine there's no countries&lt;br /&gt;It isn't hard to do&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to kill or die for&lt;br /&gt;And no religion too&lt;br /&gt;Imagine all the people&lt;br /&gt;Living life in peace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may say I'm a dreamer&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not the only one&lt;br /&gt;I hope someday you'll join us&lt;br /&gt;And the world will be as one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine no possessions&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if you can&lt;br /&gt;No need for greed or hunger&lt;br /&gt;A brotherhood of man&lt;br /&gt;Imagine all the people&lt;br /&gt;Sharing all the world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may say I'm a dreamer&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not the only one&lt;br /&gt;I hope someday you'll join us&lt;br /&gt;And the world will live as one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Lennon had a deep wisdom, he knew how important it is to imagine ....in my heart and mind there is only this moment..only today...this is all i have....so I will imagine to my hearts content!!!&lt;br /&gt;What will you imagine for us?................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/959247089536622573-4684793294964423031?l=vivisolsun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/feeds/4684793294964423031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=959247089536622573&amp;postID=4684793294964423031' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/4684793294964423031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/4684793294964423031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/2009/02/there-is-something-stirring-within.html' title='There is something stirring within..........'/><author><name>Vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06694129837069569700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/SYp1L4WpIFI/AAAAAAAAAFU/kxZ2LNBqDRs/s72-c/CIMG0227.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-959247089536622573.post-362915588301135765</id><published>2009-01-28T01:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T07:16:22.071-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT IS DEATH.......TO ME...</title><content type='html'>As one experiences the phenomena of complete metamorphosis of first a caterpillar....then a larvae pupae within a coocon...which then becomes a beautiful butterfly! We continually come to a deeper understanding, and realization of the wondrous world we live in, thus experience the knowledge of death within the depth of the heart of life !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my eyes...death is a birth unto change....an awakening.... a great departure into the arms of Life...for... are we not deathless souls.... with an everlasting essence of Love, which supplies us with an everlasting Life? Are we not like rain...which... when the heat of the sun touches the tiny rain drop...its clear form evaporates and becomes another element...Air?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And is death not like unto the seasons? Continually changing...when Spring is born...valleys...and meadows are covered in bloom, little buds recusitate from within the ground... from little seeds which kept their life and bring forth a new moment in time!&lt;br /&gt;All of nature arrays herself in her blooming....exquisite demonstration of renewal....where after a long sleep...she wakens to embrace us with her beauty!!&lt;br /&gt;Then Spring is no longer ...for her flowers became fruits... all is well nurtured and groomed, Spring sleeps and Summer enters a new portal ...where its radiant exuberance comes from sun rays...the long summer days are now here to stay a little while.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is not Autumn's fall...another form of death? When the leaves fall off the trees...and nakedness is seen throughout the land? Where the winds are no longer warm...yet nature paints her most majestic masterpiece, right before she dies !! Thus .....is Winter born...and all is quiet...only the sounds of silence prevail....and her mantle of white adorn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So begins another cycle....we humans live in this beautiful world...a world of magnificent beauty, a world of magnificent forms. Many fear death, dying,pain...I ask why?&lt;br /&gt;For we merely awake again...and death is LIFE with its many transforming forms...&lt;br /&gt;Fear not death....nor dread it...for there is no fear in death...but the fear itself!&lt;br /&gt;Instead...embrace life at its fullest...live with joy every moment...seize them with gusto as if they were fleeing!&lt;br /&gt;Nature never forgets.... she never dies...after fire in her forests..beneath the ground new seeds grow...she reminds us daily of our true essence...have we forgotten?&lt;br /&gt;Does the sun not die  a beautiful death at sunset.... birthing the night into dreams and quiet slumber ,only to be reawakened into a glorious  majestic morning..... illuminating the world with his warm rays...is this not a new birth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scientists have discovered that our cells rejuvenate within so many months, old ones die..yet we create new ones...so why are people saying:'' Oh they are 80...or well they are 70, and have this disease...and they no longer remember...or they will last until....they have only so many years left...&lt;br /&gt;Why do we accept this reality? When there is another...nature gives us daily lessons....&lt;br /&gt;Can we not accept our Divinity, and can we not heal ourselves from our ego/mind and accept , health, beauty, re- birth....Life!&lt;br /&gt;Love death in all its forms...for its voice is deep and full of resonance... within her lies the wisdom of LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember....''Nothing real can be threatened. Nothing unreal exists. Herein lies the peace of God". - An excerpt from A Course on Miracles.&lt;br /&gt;Only Love is real....for Love is the ultimate truth!!&lt;br /&gt;Ponder on this..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/959247089536622573-362915588301135765?l=vivisolsun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/feeds/362915588301135765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=959247089536622573&amp;postID=362915588301135765' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/362915588301135765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/362915588301135765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-is-deathto-me.html' title='WHAT IS DEATH.......TO ME...'/><author><name>Vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06694129837069569700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-959247089536622573.post-7960000968997405807</id><published>2008-11-30T19:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T21:23:51.387-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhhh Music!!!!     "God is a Dj..Life is a dance floor...Love is the rythm...You are the music!!!</title><content type='html'>One of my very favorite things in life...music, I completely loose myself in the fascinating sounds of it, become inthralled in its beauty, its emotion, and its language.... For music is truly a reflection and one of the languages of the soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earth carries her resonating sounds, throughout her vast and varied continents, sounds so unique as her nations and as the ethnic groups of people she inhabits.&lt;br /&gt;The most influential sounds are Mother Nature's , great composers have tried to imitate her sounds, as the italian composer Antonio Vivaldi composed the Four Seasons in four violin concertos. Vivaldi evoked the feeling of spring, the exuberance of summer, the nostalgia of autumn and the coldness of winter in his high strings concertos, all concerts reached a crescend which brought to life Mother Nature's magical sounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As music imbeds her enchanting and rhythmic sounds into our lives, she creates the ambiance to our present moments, delighting and mesmerizing us with her pleasures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the earliest of times, mankind has been touched by music and its meanings, every country on this planet we call Earth has its very own sound, creating traditions throughout the world. As soon as we hear Bob Marley....we imagine the Caribbean Islands...Jamaica, Trinidad, The Bahamas, their beautiful sea shores, their beautiful people and sunny beaches.&lt;br /&gt;When we listen to the African drums, we steal away to the wild jungles of both The African Continent and Brazil, black slaves were brought to work in the early 1600 for the white settlers, thus bringing with them their beautiful sounds such as the ''samba'' and lundu, a forthrunner of the samba sound which originated also in Africa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere we go in the world, music is a part of our lives , I myself could not imagine a world without it, one of the most delightful things about music is that even Nature has her own sounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever really listened to the sounds of rain? I mean really listened... how its drops saturate the ground with her melodious soothing sound? And tell me about sitting on a rock by the ocean shore...ahhhh.... I can bring myself there and hear the waves crashing against the rocks and feel its powerful force ! What about a starry night... you lay in the grass and listen to the melodious sounds of crikets.... you are immediately wisped away into the night!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thunder!! I love thunder and its magestic power, it leaves you with a feeling of awe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another favorite of mine is the wind.... I love to go out in an open area and spread my arms out and feel it touching, caressing my face, moving my hair, ....listening to the wind under a tree as the leaves gently make the most soothing of sounds. When I was a little girl I thought that God wisphered thoughts to us humans thru the wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beautiful songs of birds in the early morning , mere words cannot express their beauty!!&lt;br /&gt;And how about the magical sounds of thousands of butterflies in flight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all of Natures realm, from the exquisite songs of dolphins whales and birds, there are certain mystical musical sounds that not only inspire, but bring peace to our minds and our world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is difficult to say: "I like a certain kind of music", for there are so many varieties as there are people in this world! As for me... ohhh.... music is the mediator such as prayer, to my soul!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can loose myself in Bob Marley and dance ragaee barefooted for hours !!&lt;br /&gt;Or listen to Chris Cornell and sing to the top of my lungs... along with him "Like a stone"!! or Show me how to Live! I LOVE THE DRUMS HERE !!&lt;br /&gt;Or Kings of Leon ....Closer... a mixture of blues and rock ! And tell me of Metallica's song 'Nothing else matters" I love the guitar here.......so close no matter how far...could'nt be much more from the heart..forever trust in who we are, and nothing else matters...never opened myself this way.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have listened to the soothing sounds of Sade...like Cherish the Day...moving the way that I move...and I breathe your air...you only can rescue me, this is my prayer...just listen to this song and feel the energy of the songs vibration, they will take you and lift you to amazing heights!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another great sound is sambas from Argentina, they play as if crying with the guitar, and they touch my heart! Specially Jorge Cabrune from Argentina singing "Que seas Vos" That it may be only You.... and Mercedes Sosa an Argentine folk singer.. I love her powerful voice in ''Solo le pido a Dios" I only ask God... and Andean sounds from my ancestors...I love the instruments such as the zamponas, charango. Another group i love is IntiIllimani from Chile, their sounds can bring me to tears... find them on you tube and listen to ''Alturas , Dolencias...a piece from Ecuador...they are amazing!!&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Gatti, a folk singer from Chile, one of my favorites... singing ''Los momentos''. 'The Moments ....find him in You Tube...he is amazing...this song and many he has written touch you to your core! I love my country of birth!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to the guitar sounds...I absolutely adore Andres Segovia classical guitar sounds...Asturias and concierto de Aranjuez ..... Fantasias para un gentil hombre are some of my favorite! I go to another world when I listen to this music!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cannot not mention Shakira!! Her voice is mesmerizing and her energy is surely transmitted to her audience as she sings and performs....one of my favorite songs of her are: La tortura... a mixture of regaetton and reggae/rock and When ever... Where ever.... she mixes the zamponas and middle eastern sounds..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have always been fascinated with middle eastern sounds, lately I listen to a group called Vas, where the lead singer or vocalist is the prominent artist Azam Ali, she has a hauntingly beautiful voice, the album called Sunyata has the most beautiful songs..one of my very favorites of her is ''Refuge" and from the album 'In the garden of Souls..the song 'Prayer for Soheil" is amazing!! Her song "The Promise and video is absolutely beautiful!! Definetly check them out!&lt;br /&gt;Love to listen and belly dance to middle eastern sounds, there is nothing more inspiring!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is the blues, a roots music that evolved from african/american work songs my favorite being Janis Joplin singing Gershwins's beautiful, haunting classic ''Summertime".&lt;br /&gt;I can really feel the pasion of her art as she sings!!!&lt;br /&gt;And lets never forget The Beatles!!! All you need is Love!!! and My guitar gently weeps!! Michelle.. my belle....Penny Lane.....I love the Beatles!!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh and another favorite Lynyrd Skynyrd's ''Simple Man''...the best song!!&lt;br /&gt;And David Bowie's "Wild as the wind" has got to be one of my very favorite tops!! Love me ...love me.. love me.. love me...say you do....let me fly away with you...for our love is like the wind...wild as the wind.....&lt;br /&gt;There is also Danish music, while i lived in Europe was introduced to the different groups and one i really love is the old danish group... Gasoline, Kim Larsen being the lead singer, one of my favorites songs from them is ''Kvinde min'' meaning = My woman and Langebro =The long bridge and love Sanne Salomonsen a song called ''Uden Dig" = Without You as well as "Den jeg elsker..elsker jeg'' = The one i love..I love...&lt;br /&gt;I can go on forever on music!! Love ..love classical music!! Love the great composers like Beethoven, Vivaldi, Mozart, Bach, Tchikosky, Love the sounds of Opera!!&lt;br /&gt;Madame Butterfly is one of my very favorites, and Bizets' Carmen.&lt;br /&gt;And I must add Smetana's composition of The Moldau, is literally a musical poem that takes our soul in flight to magical places!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sounds of New Age with Sarah Brightman and so many other wonderful singers!!!&lt;br /&gt;I wll end this by saying... Thank You!!! to all of the worlds greatest composers, singers and writers that create such beauty! Thank You for moving my soul and my feet ......&lt;br /&gt;Music is the stuff Life is made of.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/959247089536622573-7960000968997405807?l=vivisolsun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/feeds/7960000968997405807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=959247089536622573&amp;postID=7960000968997405807' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/7960000968997405807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/7960000968997405807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/2008/11/ahhhh-music.html' title='Ahhhh Music!!!!     &quot;God is a Dj..Life is a dance floor...Love is the rythm...You are the music!!!'/><author><name>Vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06694129837069569700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-959247089536622573.post-1309605738907016670</id><published>2008-11-17T15:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:11:17.711-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is your Passion?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sk1.yt-thm-a04.yimg.com/image/635008481698512c"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 125px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 115px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://sk1.yt-thm-a04.yimg.com/image/635008481698512c" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sk1.yt-thm-a03.yimg.com/image/f0ffbbb74f6c334c"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 108px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 145px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://sk1.yt-thm-a03.yimg.com/image/f0ffbbb74f6c334c" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sk1.yt-thm-a01.yimg.com/image/824a14dc89191df4"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 105px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 130px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://sk1.yt-thm-a01.yimg.com/image/824a14dc89191df4" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sk1.yt-thm-a02.yimg.com/image/4cfd8f783459ae9c"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 108px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://sk1.yt-thm-a02.yimg.com/image/4cfd8f783459ae9c" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sk1.yt-thm-a01.yimg.com/image/1e6da084fa3d63ee"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 104px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 104px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://sk1.yt-thm-a01.yimg.com/image/1e6da084fa3d63ee" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have been blessed with the opportunity to live in different continents. I was born in Chile, South America, then moved to the North American Continent in the U.S.A, the windy city of Chicago to be exact during my early childhood years. My family then moved to Utah and I moved as a young bride to Denmark, Europe to live for many years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of this moving around caused and stirred a lot of thoughts in me , I always asked myself : "What now?..." and thus my life evolved into different facets, I became a wife... then a mother...three times, and life in its infinite wisdom took me through many experiences, both rewarding and some bittersweet which I hold no regrets . Well...after many years of being in a process of a spiritual/physical metamorphosis, almost being kept in my very own cocoon of sorts, I have been evolving into the woman I have always dreamed of becoming , have analyzed my life from the beginning....finding some deep profound truths about myself throughout this journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see... I have always been Passionate.. and even a few close friends have told me that I am too intense..at the time I took it the wrong way by becoming offended, and I was on the defensive and on guard at all times. When I made the discovery about my inner truth, it all made sense!!! Since but a child, I had been passionate about my views, my feelings, my environment, people, spirituality, and in later years found that..... there was much more for me to discover!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I experienced divorce, I was brought face to face with the reality of being on my own and discovering who I truly was, for the first time ever, I recognized my true feelings and what Passion really means to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I discovered Life in 3-D..... I say this... because Life in my eyes has many dimensions... and every dimension is created by the concepts embedded within a thought process, by what we choose to impregnate into our Minds through these thought processes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I began doing a personal study on '' Passion", Wow!!! What didn't I find!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all ...I will share with you how I see myself on this day....I am a Garden of Passionate Possibilities....where my mind holds the Power to create literally to my heart contents!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mention the garden...because all that is green I Love, all that has Life I Love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, my first Passion : Acknowledgment of Love, Love is my Passion....from here derives all of my other Passions! Next, is Life itself....meaning God the Creator/Father/Abba as I like to call Him, my very own ''Abba'', and the secret to my seeing Life in 3-D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we observe the road, freeway or any other place, we have a limited side view, we need to turn our heads to see if it is okay to pass to another lane, at this moment in time our eyes only have the ability to see a certain range, but what must be understood is that our eyes see after what our brains interpret, and what is being sent to them. In actuality our eyes see nothing, for our eyes don't send images to our brain, it is the other way around.... these images are constructed in our brains based on very simple signals sent .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a higher - order brain function which determines and perceives the necessary range of light , this is not determined by distance, but by the brightness of the object in view. Now.. to get to my point, when we surrender into Life, meaning our Higher truth....our God/Self/Father we obtain a new vision, thus we develop a sort of 3-D way of looking at things, everything is more clear....everything makes sense... and there is a broader way to look at things... for we accept a higher wisdom and can actually perceive a deeper, higher understanding of Life around us, thus.... becoming our inner vision the tool to manifest our True Reality. We see beyond..... what others cannot see nor perceive....for we obtain this way of looking at Life in a ''Passionate Way'' and in my eyes...the way a child would perceive, with Awe.......with Innocence..... an approach of Wonder to new ideas and All pertaining to Life. All is easy...All is possible.....All can be achieved and Is......&lt;br /&gt;So being ''Passionate" in my Garden of Life is just one of the many dimensions I have chosen to experience, the other is the " The Passion to Create", I Love to Create ... to Be Creative through writing poetry, an essay, a Love letter... a book, creating a new veggie dish, or an amazing garden !!&lt;br /&gt;Finding that I am "A passionate Being'' has brought me face to face with my truth!&lt;br /&gt;And that is : " I LOVE ...LOVE.... I AM PASSIONATE , SO VERY GRATEFUL FOR IT ...AND THIS INCLUDES LIFE ITSELF...IN ALL ITS FACETS AND WONDERMENT .........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/959247089536622573-1309605738907016670?l=vivisolsun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/feeds/1309605738907016670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=959247089536622573&amp;postID=1309605738907016670' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/1309605738907016670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/1309605738907016670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-is-your-passion.html' title='What is your Passion?'/><author><name>Vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06694129837069569700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-959247089536622573.post-3273221765502803215</id><published>2008-11-08T18:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T19:32:40.514-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Becoming Conscious of our true Nature..........</title><content type='html'>What is our "true nature"?&lt;br /&gt;Thinking some years back, I remembered a phrase my grandmother used to tell me, she always would say to me : "You are of precious value, there are none like you, and God took the time to make you in his likeness, you are indeed a miracle". Never, did I understand this phrase with more understanding than where I find myself in life now. After many years of walking half asleep or half conscious, I say this because a part of me yearned to find truth, and many a time thought I had found it! Not until I let go, and surrendered my inner child to the Creator I was shown that there is another way, and can say since the year of 2002 my life has made a drastic transformation !&lt;br /&gt;I recognize now that it was the yearning of my soul seeking solace and truth, my true self had been patiently awaiting for my attention. As he patiently awaits for us all , many of us were pre occupied with the drama of the "little self" (ego) that we had not noticed that there was something far greater which is our true nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ego has superficial aspects of each of us which is the cause of divisive ideas such as I, me, mine, yours, and we have individual lives and ways of life, but in the depth of being, we are all One.&lt;br /&gt;We are Divine Beings living in an ephemeral world, a world of illusion, a non real world, a world of attachments, were the best of us lays hidden below the surface, and conformity is an ideal for many. Where many are encouraged to emulate the ephemeral world, where attachment permeates these ideals thru movies and songs, people think that to be happy you need to be living a certain condition, then the human condition continues its confused and painful life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we become conscious of our true natures, we indagate every place for truth, we leave no book unread, nor stoned unturned, yet in all of this indagation we later realize that we need not seek there, nor here for we are allready EVERYTHING, AND ARE ALL, and this All is inside us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our true nature is DIVINE, its true source derives from LOVE and only Love, everything else is foreign to LOVE,   the turbulent world we live in,  is mind created, such is our power!&lt;br /&gt;And as Master Jesus proclaimed in the Apochryphal Gospels, Gospel of Thomas : "The Kingdom of God is inside you, and all around you, not in mansions of wood and stone. Split a piece of wood......and I am there, lift a stone.....and you will find me" .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/959247089536622573-3273221765502803215?l=vivisolsun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/feeds/3273221765502803215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=959247089536622573&amp;postID=3273221765502803215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/3273221765502803215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/3273221765502803215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/2008/11/becoming-conscious-of-our-true-nature.html' title='Becoming Conscious of our true Nature..........'/><author><name>Vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06694129837069569700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-959247089536622573.post-1325383801760540179</id><published>2008-10-22T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T08:47:49.632-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PICTURES OF VIVI.........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/SaAsKV3JTGI/AAAAAAAAAGE/M6ZvbIeNLhk/s1600-h/IM001078++-vivi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/SaAsKV3JTGI/AAAAAAAAAGE/M6ZvbIeNLhk/s400/IM001078++-vivi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305288917221198946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/SaArK_7m1GI/AAAAAAAAAF8/ujrcfhDKu8Q/s1600-h/file003++-nature.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/SaArK_7m1GI/AAAAAAAAAF8/ujrcfhDKu8Q/s400/file003++-nature.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305287829002572898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/SaAq4YOqswI/AAAAAAAAAF0/GOD0s6QwF9Q/s1600-h/vivi4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/SaAq4YOqswI/AAAAAAAAAF0/GOD0s6QwF9Q/s400/vivi4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305287509107454722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/SaAqqVd6_MI/AAAAAAAAAFs/wjKVTkzz7K4/s1600-h/vivi5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/SaAqqVd6_MI/AAAAAAAAAFs/wjKVTkzz7K4/s400/vivi5.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305287267847961794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/SYqiBaDBOuI/AAAAAAAAAFc/GjKvtGeOynY/s1600-h/IM001086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/SYqiBaDBOuI/AAAAAAAAAFc/GjKvtGeOynY/s400/IM001086.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299226056610364130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/SSH_uI-KBUI/AAAAAAAAAFM/kFRgnuqbHuU/s1600-h/100_0822.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269774207147443522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/SP9SIda5wXI/AAAAAAAAAEk/kR78kqo1zUo/s400/SendPicture1-1.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/SP9SIxR6K8&lt;br /&gt;I/AAAAAAAAAEs/N1_-FABnCcM/s1600-h/SendPicture0.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260013200412912578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/SP9SIxR6K8I/AAAAAAAAAEs/N1_-FABnCcM/s400/SendPicture0.jpeg" border="0" /&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/959247089536622573-1325383801760540179?l=vivisolsun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/feeds/1325383801760540179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=959247089536622573&amp;postID=1325383801760540179' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/1325383801760540179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/1325383801760540179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/2008/10/pictures-of-vivi.html' title='PICTURES OF VIVI.........'/><author><name>Vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06694129837069569700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/SaAsKV3JTGI/AAAAAAAAAGE/M6ZvbIeNLhk/s72-c/IM001078++-vivi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-959247089536622573.post-3583999203773723346</id><published>2008-10-10T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T21:19:44.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BEEN TAGGED!!!</title><content type='html'>Well, here are seven things that randomly describe me: 1 . LOVE, LOVE rain, will run out and will drench myself to the bone!!. 2 . I am a romantic at heart, absolutely loose myself in Rumi's poetry!. 3 . Unpplanned moments are my favorites, ( like a fortuitous look from a beautiful stranger) 5 . Really do believe that there is a ''Goddess within". 6 Every time i wake up i think: ''What adventures await for me this day?.....'' 7. Life truly is a basket of fruits and chocolates, there is always something sweet for the palate to choose from.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/959247089536622573-3583999203773723346?l=vivisolsun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/feeds/3583999203773723346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=959247089536622573&amp;postID=3583999203773723346' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/3583999203773723346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/3583999203773723346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/2008/10/been-tagged.html' title='BEEN TAGGED!!!'/><author><name>Vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06694129837069569700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-959247089536622573.post-3554083735626880591</id><published>2008-10-02T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T16:59:53.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Energy and its Vibrations........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/SOU1DpDzRyI/AAAAAAAAAEE/3TrYO0nFyc4/s1600-h/energy.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252662877075228450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/SOU1DpDzRyI/AAAAAAAAAEE/3TrYO0nFyc4/s400/energy.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"E = mc2 Energy equals mass times the speed of light squared" - Albert Einstein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Have you ever thrown a pebble into a lake? And watched as hundreds of ripples are created in the water and a certain vibration appears from the ripples? ENERGY yes , just as when you walk in a carpet and all of the sudden you receive a chok! ENERGY! Or rub against someone and receive a grand chok of ENERGY!&lt;br /&gt; Even when you are in a certain state of  emotional happiness and your hairs stand on edge...ENERGY! Everything here on earth has vibrational energies, everything moves and is alive, from the tiniest speck of dust , to the great mountains of rock and the amazing beings we really are. We transmit energy, we receive, we atract  and we create by the concepts that we are&lt;br /&gt;Energy is all around us, we can truly say that we are magnetic/energetic beings, now what kind of energy do we emanate? Is it pleasing being around us, are we positive, happy, hopeful, loving or are we sad, angry, depressed hateful?&lt;br /&gt;The body is considered to be as a type of battery composed of three vital parts.&lt;br /&gt;1. Structure - The cells and the organs, bones, muscles, skin layers, blood vessels, nerves and other physical structures that they form.&lt;br /&gt;2. Liquid - The intra and inter-cellular liquids that play important roles in the generation of electrical energy.&lt;br /&gt;3. Electrical charge: The charge responsible for activating the body and its structures ,it is called&lt;br /&gt;"Life force", life energy , spirit, electromagnetism or "chi" as the chinese refer to it.&lt;br /&gt;We aquire vital energy thru the food that we partake,  specially if we partake of nutricious green food, non foods with preservatives etc..by the air that we breathe, by cosmic radiation, and by restful sleep.  We humans have an aura around us as a sort of magnetic field, seen to a few and scientists have proven its excistense with the advent of Kirlian photography.&lt;br /&gt;A simple description of the aura suggests that it is made up of coloured flames of energy that are emitted from the human body. The colours of the aura have been determined to be reflective of health and energy levels. Light, clean colours indicate good health and high energy levels, whilst dark, heavy colours indicate disease.&lt;br /&gt; The energy that derives from our energy fields truly speaks for itself, for if we are happy, people notice and are attracted like bees to honey, if we are the opposite of this,  people also notice and stay away, for who wants to be around negative energy?&lt;br /&gt;We should always remember that we have a great responsibility to our world, for our energy can move the world!  And as the ripples in the water they will return from whence they came.&lt;br /&gt;So, it is a question we must ask ourselves, what kind of energy am I creating, what does my vibrational energy emanate? What energy do I want returned?&lt;br /&gt;And, what am I willing to do to bring my vibrational energy up?&lt;br /&gt;Everything can change, if we will it, we are powerful Beings and we can increase our energy by thinking positive, with loving thoughts, by re-thinking and practising some form of&lt;br /&gt;internal art such as Tai Chi.&lt;br /&gt; We are the Masters of our world and the energy we eat, and breathe is but a mirror of what we think of ourselves........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/959247089536622573-3554083735626880591?l=vivisolsun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/feeds/3554083735626880591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=959247089536622573&amp;postID=3554083735626880591' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/3554083735626880591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/3554083735626880591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/2008/10/energy-and-its-vibrations.html' title='Energy and its Vibrations........'/><author><name>Vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06694129837069569700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/SOU1DpDzRyI/AAAAAAAAAEE/3TrYO0nFyc4/s72-c/energy.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-959247089536622573.post-7754741686109185779</id><published>2008-09-22T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T01:35:25.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Autumn is Here!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/SNf7-U4spMI/AAAAAAAAACY/DIuBJLmZWpI/s1600-h/Sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248940938900579522" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/SNf7-U4spMI/AAAAAAAAACY/DIuBJLmZWpI/s400/Sunset.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of my favorite seasons has just begun its new transformation; it is now in the early stages, for the trees still maintain their green summer foliage, just one or two leaves here and there have changed their colors to crimson reds and yellows. The air is crisper, the winds blow more fiercely, the days become shorter, there is a feeling of renewal as the birth of a new season approaches. The earth shares of her summer bounties, little country side stands sell of their crops, a wide variety of apples such as : honey crisp apples, mutzu, summer reds and all sorts of pumkins, peaches, pears, onions, and lovely figs grace the countryside with their colours.&lt;br /&gt;Autumn or even better said.....Fall, when the leaves drop gracefully one by one outwardly towards the ground...feeding the earth once more in this new cycle with nutrients from its leaves to nourish its soils . The trees are left bare of its natural cover exposing their nakedness to the world, thus a certain feeling of somberness surrounds all, yet Nature expresses her happy face with the wondrous array of colours she portrays! Autumn......its sunsets filled with romanticisms take your breath away! There is a slower pace occurring, as if Mother Nature begins to prepare for her moment of silence and deep slumber. Nature's true nature derives from the Universal Source, carrying within its roots a deep and ancient wisdom, which expresses itself in all of its creating seasons in being perfection itself.&lt;br /&gt;She has kept herself busy during the spring and summer months, bringing new life to all she touches and now it is time to recover her energies and replenish inasmuch as she has so innately given throughout the year. There is a time for all seasons in Nature as well as in our spirituality/humanity,we must take time to ponder, honor our sacredness, observe and to learn from her; to allow a rest from the chatter, noisy sounds of our minds and external surroundings.  To rid ourselves of the unwanted, and make room for what is to come; in other words to undress before the world in our truth exposing our true nature.&lt;br /&gt;Go into the depths of your souls at this moment in time, rejuvenate with the calming, soothing forces of Autumn, refilling and reawakening our hearts.. minds with its quiet and serene&lt;br /&gt;passing. Drink in the timeless magic of wondrous Autumn and become One with its Nature, thus will we also transform.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/959247089536622573-7754741686109185779?l=vivisolsun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/feeds/7754741686109185779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=959247089536622573&amp;postID=7754741686109185779' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/7754741686109185779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/7754741686109185779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/2008/09/autumn-is-here_22.html' title='Autumn is Here!!'/><author><name>Vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06694129837069569700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/SNf7-U4spMI/AAAAAAAAACY/DIuBJLmZWpI/s72-c/Sunset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-959247089536622573.post-4222331145895017197</id><published>2008-09-20T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T15:25:12.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JUST BEING...............</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/SNbJtFOmhhI/AAAAAAAAABk/UnOr85AFSww/s1600-h/100_0656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/SNbJtFOmhhI/AAAAAAAAABk/UnOr85AFSww/s400/100_0656.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248604192081610258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today seemed to be just a regular day, but I always find hidden little surprises!! I was in a garden  and followed a bee, it was so delicate and dainty, yet it flew as if it had a thousand wings.!  It would land on a beautiful red hybiscus flower and drink its nectar then would fly over to a  yellow daisy and linger a bit there, but it would always return to the hybiscus, I figured that its nectar must be sweeter. Then I noticed the skies where overcast, the sun had hidden its face for awhile, yet one could see its rays coming thru the clouds creating a feeling of expectancy . The wind marked its path by blowing fiercely and with gusto, all of the sudden I saw lighting up by the rocky mountains and waited......thunder was surely on its way. Sure enough its echoing sounds rang thru across the valleys as if it carried a message for us all to hear, I could sense its powerful energy!&lt;div&gt;Then all of the sudden, across the skies I watched mesmerized as two rainbows of unusual brightness began to develop and I thought to myself :" God is the Master Painter, he  creates masterpieces from simple things and does it so effortless, and I believe that he shows us our Divinity by exposing us  to Divine things".  That instant I felt a deep gratitude for such beauty, and for having the privilege to have been present at that moment.  I love my Life!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/959247089536622573-4222331145895017197?l=vivisolsun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/feeds/4222331145895017197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=959247089536622573&amp;postID=4222331145895017197' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/4222331145895017197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/4222331145895017197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-being.html' title='JUST BEING...............'/><author><name>Vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06694129837069569700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/SNbJtFOmhhI/AAAAAAAAABk/UnOr85AFSww/s72-c/100_0656.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-959247089536622573.post-3450843921636714224</id><published>2008-08-03T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T10:01:18.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT LIFE MEANS TO ME.......(AN ANALOGY)</title><content type='html'> For the last couple of days I have  been thinking about what life means to me, and today these words appeared on my mind so clearly,  thus allowing  my soul to speak in reference to Life . &lt;div&gt;That: " Life without Love is like an empty glass without water, or as a human without breath".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; This showing me once more the importance of Love, seeing the emptiness of the glass without its life giving energy, for water is Life therefore energy! Without it, there is no Life!   Therefore,  there is no Life without Love.!  Neither is there Life without Air!  Nor can there be Life without God!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many thoughts adjacent and relevant to this subject  have become part of my daily living, thus teaching, encouraging to further analize into the meaning of Life . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We humans can survive many days without food, but fewer days without water, and we can only remain but, for a few moments without air.   I became aware of the thought of Life being  without two of its primary elements,  Water, and Air.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These precious elements so vital,  are as essential as Love;  for without it, we humans are empty vessels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is God....... for God is Life....therefore Life is Love and All Things Are......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thus, Life is Breath.....for Air is Life, yet the day shall come when we exhale our last physical  breath, then will our spiritual self breathe into a new form of Love .....for we are beings of Love....and Love carries on .. in its infinite perfect circle .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So....Always  Live Life with Great Passion for Love......Seek it with a hunger in all its Loving forms......Drink it as you would Water, and fill your cups with it until your heart's content. Breathe it,  filling your nostrils with  gusto as you would Air....or as if it were your last humanly  breath on earth . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After your experience of Life, once it has become a part of you in all its Glory, and its sweetness travels throughout your veins like a close friend..... go out into the world and open up  your heart , let your Energy  of Love shower the world without end!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And remember: '' Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away" .  Carpe Diem!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/959247089536622573-3450843921636714224?l=vivisolsun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/feeds/3450843921636714224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=959247089536622573&amp;postID=3450843921636714224' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/3450843921636714224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/3450843921636714224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-life-means-to-me.html' title='WHAT LIFE MEANS TO ME.......(AN ANALOGY)'/><author><name>Vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06694129837069569700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-959247089536622573.post-6332351515456061504</id><published>2008-07-30T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T20:09:57.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE POET IN ME.....................</title><content type='html'>Throughout the years I have compiled many expressions of my inner thoughts, all are rhymes of the heart and speak only to the heart.             ( 2008 Copyright on all 3 poems) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is wonderous &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because Thou Art Wonder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is Happiness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because Thou Art...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How is it possible&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to have not perceive Thee?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If Thou Art closer to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;than my own heart....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Change&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As the wind moves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;from place to place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even the seasons &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;do remake, themselves &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in wonderment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;creating a new moment,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Water stilled in puddles &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stagnant, rots&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no one day is the same&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;clearly as sun and rain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For as a clock ticks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its way,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;delivering momentum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;occuring precisely, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its purpose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;divine intervention&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;awareness...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;embraces time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;deliriously succumbing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here, now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;your heart and mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to the soul of matter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Day in the life of God&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crimson skies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fertile valleys,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;clouds that dance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in bold expressions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whispers, constant echoes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;through resounding impressions,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;radiant pleasures&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nature's treasure....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abounding beauty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;unspoken leasures...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A breath of inspiration&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in its vast dimensions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Splendor, stillness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all speak of glory&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each one perfection&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet, simplicity&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God's creation.&lt;/div&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/959247089536622573-6332351515456061504?l=vivisolsun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/feeds/6332351515456061504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=959247089536622573&amp;postID=6332351515456061504' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/6332351515456061504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/6332351515456061504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/2008/07/poet-in-me.html' title='THE POET IN ME.....................'/><author><name>Vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06694129837069569700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-959247089536622573.post-8354331448965309773</id><published>2008-07-28T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:03:46.235-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Grandeur of Nature's Trees</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/SI4W9WyAfJI/AAAAAAAAABA/sHfaFjizpPY/s1600-h/CIMG1848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/SI4W9WyAfJI/AAAAAAAAABA/sHfaFjizpPY/s400/CIMG1848.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228141460766882962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/SI4W-Ce1tyI/AAAAAAAAABI/KA2nKbK5a3g/s1600-h/100_0260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/SI4W-Ce1tyI/AAAAAAAAABI/KA2nKbK5a3g/s400/100_0260.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228141472497645346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trees literally take my breath away!!  Ever since I was a little girl trees have been my friends, I would climb on them, play around them, hug them and sit by them listening to their silence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amidst the soft breezes I could hear their voices, silence .....you may think that there is no sound in silence, yet in silence there is a stillness which is its own sound .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am enamored with all that is green and part of nature, to think that these great trees have derived from a little tiny seed baffles the mind,  then to see them in their splendor arrayed in their finest foliage with flowers,  truly brings to mind of the Creator  behind this work of art .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Chinese wisterias trees with their exquisite blossoms,  japanese maple trees with their  colorful leaves, grand oak trees with their massive trunks, fruit trees of all sorts  , like mango , avocado , fig , apple , oranges, lemon trees , olive trees, apricot trees, their beautiful and colorful flowers not only service us with their shade, but they provide us with fresh air and give us delightful fruit to eat. How wonderful is that!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is a wonder that from something so stoic and ever still can bring  such joy at every season, I have observed and studied trees for years, they truly live the moment. For example, in the winter they stand stoic against the winds and storms, lying dormant, sleeping for just a little while, their trunks and branches exposed ,naked without a leaf for coverage from the elements. Yet in the spring small green buds protude thru their dry and seemingly dry branches, bringing brand new energetic  life again to the  tree , and within weeks the tree is filled with flowers providing sweet nectar to hungry little bees and other insects. Then when summer arrives their branches are filled with plump delicious fruits, bringing food to us humans and our little friends the birds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then comes the fall, and as if by magic their leaves turn vibrant colors of dark reds, golden yellow, bright orange and purples  covering the earth, majestically creating its grandest masterpiece!  And lets not forget winter,  the tree stands alone stoically as always,  silently  waiting for his long winter nap, he has no foliage to cover him, his branches as arms stretched out openly awaiting for the cold to envelop him with snow. Yet still in his bareness,  has an offering if we are cold, we may cut off his branches, throw them in a fire and warm our homes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; The tree has taught me to live in  the moment, this is all we really have, he is one of nature's greatest teacher and one I really love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you hugged a tree today? &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/959247089536622573-8354331448965309773?l=vivisolsun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/feeds/8354331448965309773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=959247089536622573&amp;postID=8354331448965309773' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/8354331448965309773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/8354331448965309773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title='The Grandeur of Nature&apos;s Trees'/><author><name>Vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06694129837069569700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/SI4W9WyAfJI/AAAAAAAAABA/sHfaFjizpPY/s72-c/CIMG1848.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-959247089536622573.post-1632629239605625203</id><published>2008-07-23T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:03:47.914-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Isabella and mormor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/SIlUnkEXN-I/AAAAAAAAAAw/n9-AIth0DWo/s1600-h/CIMG0658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/SIlUnkEXN-I/AAAAAAAAAAw/n9-AIth0DWo/s320/CIMG0658.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226801881213777890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/SIf_ajj-ImI/AAAAAAAAAAo/gAt8fSsHEVk/s1600-h/CIMG0659.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/959247089536622573-1632629239605625203?l=vivisolsun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/feeds/1632629239605625203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=959247089536622573&amp;postID=1632629239605625203' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/1632629239605625203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/1632629239605625203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/2008/07/isabella-and-mormor.html' title='Isabella and mormor'/><author><name>Vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06694129837069569700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/SIlUnkEXN-I/AAAAAAAAAAw/n9-AIth0DWo/s72-c/CIMG0658.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-959247089536622573.post-8440227869739717674</id><published>2008-07-19T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:03:48.294-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is who I AM...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/SIIsgkkJYPI/AAAAAAAAAAg/KtMOmyoEOBo/s1600-h/100_0120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224787455785918706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/SIIsgkkJYPI/AAAAAAAAAAg/KtMOmyoEOBo/s320/100_0120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;As a beautiful and ever developing woman , I have the whole world at my reach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Knowing exactly who I am !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Some people say I am a wanderer, others a bohemian gypsy, or a hippie but I like to refer to myself as Out of this World! Literally out of mind....(Vivi does not live there anymore...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;"Center, center". Yes this is where you can find me, centered and balanced....my favorite place!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;I have learned so many things throughout my life. I have lived in 3 continents and seen the splendor of life and the wonders of the human heart. What makes us all so unique but at the same time so alike? I have come to realize this thru the many years of soul searching and have found this, life is a journey where each turn you take brings you a surprise, which as in the pages of a book bring you face to face with your present moment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;With that said, I shall try to convey what "The moment" has brought into my life, oh this is so much fun!! A blog to write to my hearts content!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;First of all... after having been married for nearly twenty years and gone thru a divorce I was brought face to face with a very simple fact I had not yet discovered ..had it not been if this life changing event had not occured . We are all born into this world without attachments (other than our mothers and fathers of course ) I discovered that, after the ties of married life were severed, then went on a personal journey to find out who this woman was : " THE SO CALLED MOTHER , WIFE, LOVER, FRIEND " . This journey has been amazing, for once I embarked on this adventure I was astounded at my findings, the inner child lurking inside had always been there, that sweet little girl waiting to be rescued had been waiting all along.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;I can honestly say that I have rescued her, and have found that she is much more than I ever imagined she would be!! I once thought that happiness was being in a family, or being married, not a state of mind, thinking that I had to belong to something or someone, to ever truly be happy . This realization has brought a freedom never before imagined!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;I do not need anything, nor a ''special relationship for my happiness, nor for anything to make me happy'' for my happiness derives from within me, it is a choice I make and I am happy because I choose this state of mind. I like and love the feeling of happiness , giving it to myself and sharing my happiness with others. Like many people I used to think that my personal happiness revolved around ''a man'' that without this man I could not be happy . My identity was lost for many years until I truly saw me, and discovered that it is all about me, not in a selfish way but in a way where my concerns are valid and where I find balance in all I do . Here is where I like to implement wisdom in my life, for without it life makes no sense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;The old adage : ''To thine own self be true" has spoken volumes to my heart, and I am first true to myself in all manners , my happiness belongs to me, therefore I am fully responsible for having it and I am fully conciencious of my choices and what I choose for my happiness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Have found that people enhance our lives, as we enhance theirs, no one can make you or me anything, happiness is a choice, and is my number one top priority.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Since having gone thru a metamorphosis of the mind, many amazing things have occurred to me, I no longer see life as I did ten years ago. I love who I am, I really am no longer affected by peoples ideas or assumptions of me. I am in a very comfortable place, where the discoveries I have made have had a great impact on my life, can actually admit that my life has made a great turn, for the better. Besides all of the many blessings, one that has made a pivotal change is my first grandchild Isabella. Wow!! When God was spreading out cuteness, she must have been first in the line, and then she must have squeezed in between the lines to get some more, I am kind of bias of course!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;This little angel with the red hair, is exactly that, a little red haired angel, she is a bundle of joy and has a keen intelligence that is demonstrated in all of her actions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;I love to come as often as I can to be with her and her little family, she calls me ''mormor'' mothers mother in danish , or in other words grandmother, and she has done so since she was about eight months. She knows me, we know each other and have developed a close relationship that will endure forever, we play and laugh, she brings out the child in me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/959247089536622573-8440227869739717674?l=vivisolsun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/feeds/8440227869739717674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=959247089536622573&amp;postID=8440227869739717674' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/8440227869739717674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/959247089536622573/posts/default/8440227869739717674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivisolsun.blogspot.com/2008/07/who-am-i.html' title='This is who I AM...'/><author><name>Vivi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06694129837069569700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cpxtue49xiE/SIIsgkkJYPI/AAAAAAAAAAg/KtMOmyoEOBo/s72-c/100_0120.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
